Stygian Shore World Wilted Wings
I woke up this morning
and the sun was inside my head
But I didn’t know where I was going to
It felt so good I didn’t get out of bed
And now I know my world is through
The world is my only enemy
It’s not a very good friend to me
And I’ll try to give it all I got
But maybe that’s not a lot
I fly through the worlds open skies
And as I look down time passes me by
Well please give to me all that I need
For I am flying on World Wilted Wings
The world is my only enemy
It’s not a very good friend to me
And I’ll try to give it all I got
But maybe that’s not a lot
Nuclear wast lands all about you
and trucks are parked in the roads
Where your children can play
and where they can roam
All the worlds problems that you try to solve
You are all just in illusion with yourselfs,
with yourselfs
Alcohol and drug abuse all just lead
To your disillusion, can’t you tell, can’t you tell
Prostitution in the street
and there’s never a cop around
When you need one, what’s the deal,
what’s your f..cking deal!
