Trying to describe something musical is like dancing to architecture, it's really difficult.
You can't be saved, oblivion is all you crave.
A pretty face, don't make a pretty heart.
It's a mean old world, but its up to us to make it heaven, here and now.
Someone's looking for a lead, in his duty to a king or creed. Protecting what he feels is right, fights against wrong with his life.
No pills gonna cure my ill.