Carpe Diem
Album - 21 ottobre 2001 - Debaser id 46161

[Instrumental]

Time, how much have i wasted
I never grasped a clock
Till he passed away

Greed rules what we make of ourselves
Ourselves, from the beggar
To the chooser who survives
At the end of the trail, the trail, the trail!

Who has lived life to the fullest
Ask yourself have i even breathed
Or are we all riding life out
To tell the truth i'm in, i'm in the backseat

Now's the time to take a look
At what surrounds
And embrace the hearts
Of the ones in your life
Spark the fire that will
Torch the numbness inside
If you look to far ahead
You'll lose sight of today

Carpe Diem
Carpe Diem

Ducking through the wave
He's closing his eyes
Cleansing his brain of a sensory
Holding all his breath
Collecting his thoughts
To focus on a goal
To focus on...

I'm under and going down
I'm under and going down

Fooled by the foam
Setting himself free
But the saltwater chokes
Robbing him of his feed
He's growing numb to this
Or is this bliss
Can he be blind to
What he hiding from

His brain can't remember
That memories never fade
Question never answered
What was the purpose
Of his self, self inflicting pain
What was the purpose
Of him

I'm under and going down
I'm under and going down
I'm under and going down
I'm under and going, I'm going down

When your pathetic life spirals down to the final solution
Which you can not pick up and dissolve selfish intentions
How do you carry, do you pick up your broken spirit

From the ashes, through the tears of self-pity
Who can show, show me the road back home

Who can perform a procedure of disembowelment
I don't even know how or where to start the incision
But for now I will dig the grave
Because who knows how long I can afford the plot

The headstone will read here lies all the bottled thoughts of a man
Too frightened to be corked
These contents may be buried too deep for all of his fears to...
To be audible

Sweetheart I'm counting on you to see through my soil
And raise me to the surface
Please pick up the shovel and dig
I request this of you to set this fool free
Raise my spirit to the sanctuary of our union let, let us praise
Life into my dead soul

You can see me through the smoke
You can see me past the mirrors
That I dance around
You can see me through the smoke
You can see me past the mirrors that
I dance - that I dance around!

Bring this dead soul back to life
And set your fool free
Bring it back to life
And set... set your fool free

Yeah sign me up I want to run with the pack
Yeah running, yeah running
Hey make me one cause I want to be part of
Something yeah running yeah
To think I will congregate and I'll be someone
Yeah running yeah running
But you must coat it, it's got to be easy to
Swallow yeah running yeah

I thought sucking on a part of this would solidify
My existence, my existence
Everyone will be known to jump in without me
Now you can't - you will find yourself running
No more losing you sacrificed to
Our collector your number yeah

Lose your virginity only to become open to this world
give up identity and you become a slave and take one for the team

I'm gone and broken for kicks
stand on my two feet
I've gone and broken for kicks
Stand on my two fucking feet

This life defined me the shoes that I never wanted to feel
This life defined me the shoes that I ever wanted to feel

But I must please and I will
Yeah, I must please
I will perform for mother ghost
I will perform for mother ghost
I will perform for mother ghost
I will perform... I will perform...

I want to lose my number in this way
of my own because I want to be...

Lose your virginity only to become open to this world
give up identity and you become a slave and take one for the team