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Cold
(R. Medvedz,
P. Bamburak, J. Gutsick)
And I’m cold and I’m dead
And I’m lost in my head
In the thoughts and misery
Loving the agony
Working on nothing till something becomes of it
Killing the something till nothing is left of it
I’m cold
I’m dead
I’m angry
I see red
I’m cold
I’m dead
I’m drowning
I see blood
And I’m cold and I’m dead
And I’m drowning in sweat
In the gallons of blasphemy
Pouring down over me
Striving for excellence
Breeding impurity
Spreading like mad
And I know there’s no cure for me
And I’m cold and I’m gray
And I look for the day
When the bright white light
Will come and envelop me
Take me away to a place that I’d rather be
Filling me up with the peace of eternity
And I’m cold if I say
That I hope and I pray
For the walls to close in on me
Crushing and grinding me
Watching and waiting as life pours out of me
Fading away ‘till there’s nothing else left of me
I’ve been burned
I’ve been bled
And I’m rolling in red
And it wraps tight around me
Squeezing the soul from me
Floating by places I know that I’ll never see
Making me live with the hell that is left for me
Bloodbath
(R. Medvedz,
P. Bamburak, J. Gutsick)
Hours and hours I spend in pursuit
I’m nothing alone I’ve got to find you
I can’t forget all the things that you said
And the way that you screamed when we found that man dead
At first no one noticed or then so it seemed
Almost made our escape until somebody screamed
It’s the end you said while the wailing woman bled
It’s the end you said we’ve been caught with our hands red
Bloodbath
Fall asleep and bathe for hours
Bloodbath
More relaxing than blood showers
If I could only see I’d see the trouble I’m in
When the body count hits three I see the trouble you’ve been
When the lights come back on I see the pointy fingered man
Accuse me of the horrors now there’s blood on my hands
More than just squeamish
More than simply sick
When I feel you pull the trigger and it makes a soft click
Then my conscience it swells
And my mind it is racing
When someone else yells I start running and running
When I turn a sharp corner you’re right on my heels
And you rant and rave about how good it feels
I stop to catch my breath heard the last words you said
You told me I was naïve before you turned and fled
Then I was left stranded when all this trouble started
Bloodied and dirtied and broken hearted
Hours and hours I spend in pursuit
I’m nothing alone I’ve got to find you
I come across a gun in a dead man’s hand
In a blind dark alley so I grabbed it and ran
I stopped when I heard your footsteps drawing nearer
Now I can’t even think and I’m frozen in fear
When out of the alley a figure arises
Almost pull the trigger till I notice your eyes
It’s the same look you gave me the night we first met
Before it all went wrong
Before it all went red
I doubt your sincerity when
you start to come near me
I point the gun at you but you do not fear me
What can I do torn between love and murder
I point the gun to my head and I pull the trigger
But I hear no gunshot and I feel no release
I run out of the alley yelling let me be
Arrive at my home and run into the shower
So warm and so safe I stay in it for hours
When I finally finished
removing the red
I open the door to find you waiting in bed
It could mean love or it could mean death
Either way I’m released from this terrible mess
After the night had been drained and spent
I woke up alone never saw you again
Now all the memories are haunting me constantly
Asking myself is this what I wanted to be
Thousand
Languages
(R. Medvedz,
P. Bamburak)
I’m afraid we’ve lost our way
And I don’t know if it’s right
But a nation’s heart beats that way
To trade a mile for a life
And I can see the horizon coming toward me
Screaming my name in a thousand languages
Pulling me up forcing me to stand tall
Making me tell right from wrong
It says
It’s not where we’re going
Just a thing of the state we’re in
And it’s not worth your time to find a cause for killing
So just turn your head and open your eyes to the wind
It’s so hard to know who
to believe in
And there’s times when the night’s your only friend
The sky is alive so open your eyes and
Take it all in
The stars all sing in a
perfect harmony
A universal chorus calling out to me
They’ll see things I’ll never see
So I live my life in envy
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Ugly
Song
(R. Medvedz, P. Bamburak,
J. Gutsick)
I'm gonna
go buy myself an ugly car
And you will drive with me
And we will go real far
And in my ugly car I will go pick you up
And you will drive with me
And we will be happy.
I’m gonna go buy myself
an ugly suit
And I will take out
And get some Chinese food.
And in my ugly suit, I will blend right in
With the ugly food at Ho Chi Mihn’s.
I’m gonna go buy myself
some ugly shoes
Five sizes too big and they will be real loose
And I can strut around in my big wingtips
And you can strut with me in case I trip
I’m gonna go buy myself
an ugly house
And I will share it with an ugly mouse
And the neighbors think that it’s ugly, too
Cause I painted it red, white, and blue
I’m gonna go buy myself
an ugly dog
And we will go out jogging in the ugly fog
With my ugly dog he’ll go fetch a stick
When he brings it back he will do some tricks
I’m gonna go write myself
an ugly song
And I will sing it for you
so you can sing along
About my ugly dog and my ugly shoes
And my ugly house and my ugly suit
Twenty-Fifth
(R. Medvedz, P.
Bamburak, J. Gutsick)
See the hate before your eyes
Feel the fear that burns down deep inside of you
You are no king you are no queen
You’re just like me
Just like everybody else in this world
You will die
So why try to make anybody else fry
If you’re stuck on a powertrip
Take another trip the hell away from here
Black Power take a shower
And Nazis play Yahtzee
If you think you’re better than me
I just wanna live my own life without making anybody else bleed
I don’t want a war
I don’t want a war
I don’t want a race war
I don’t want to race with you
If you’re my brother
Let’s get clever
Cause I know there is another way
Out of this mess
We have built
If blood spills we are responsible
WE ARE RESPONSIBLE
Unity isn’t black against
white
It’s black and white without a fight
And not a harsh word to be heard can we learn
CAN WE LEARN
Can we live in intelligence
Not ignorance
Can the times change
Can I say that if ignorance is bliss
Than I’d rather be blessed with the kiss of death
Than be put to the test
That a world full of death and pain can get no better
Unless we stand
TOGETHER
One on one with peace on
the mind
No time for lies
Can we try to be honest for once in our lives
It’s time to take the world off the shelf
And make it a better place
Cause it’s not gonna happen by itself
And it’s a disgrace we must face in our face
And we have to try to make the best of it
Try to make the best of it
74
Words
(R. Medvedz)
Love is an energy
Time is an agony
Love is a harmony
Time is monotony
I sit and I wait for the
world to turn around
And I hear all the sounds of the people as they shout
I sit and I wait for the world to turn around
And I hear all the sounds of the people as they shout
Love is an energy
Time is an agony
Love is a harmony
Time is monotony
I sit and I wait for the
world to make me cry
And I hear all the sounds of the people as they die
I sit and I wait for the world to make me cry
And I hear all the sounds of the people as they die
Love is and energy
Time is an agony
Love is a harmony
Time is monotony
I sit and I wait for the world to make me laugh
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