No Sanctuary Insanity


No time
You never had no time

Between the legs and into the grave
no time to appreciate
The things we want the things wee need
all alone but too busy

No time
you never had no time

between the legs and into the grave
no time to appreciate
for one day could you see my way?
one day don‘t walk my way

cause these empty eyes they used to see
take ‘em out, take ‘em out!
this lonely mind used to believe
people said they cared then they had no time
walk on by, then go die!
backwards lies and abilities

So we run - there‘s no way out
try and get way from unholy sounds
outta touch - with the world around
from the girls, the pills, bottled vice -
my own little personal anti-christ

pursuing happiness... run on, run on, run on
in a kiss of the death and a cold caress...
run on, run on, run on
X O X O we‘re all a mess
There‘s no "I" in we, and i find no sanctuary in sanity.