1997 My Own Prisoner
1997 My Own Prisoner
1997 My Own Prisoner
Torn
Ode
My own prison
Pity for a dime
In America
Illusion
Unforgiven
Sister
What's This Life For?
One
Torn
Ode
an artificial season
covered by rain
losing all my reason
cause there's nothing left to blame
In America
only in America
we're slaves to be free
only in America we kill the unborn
the make ends meet
only in America
sexuality is democracy
only in America we stamp our goal
"in god we trust"
Illusion
should i stay or go
should i sleep or stay awake
am i really happy or is it all
just an illusion
should i stay or go
should i sleep or stay awake
am i really just happy or is it all
just an illusion
should i stay or go
should i sleep or stay awake
am i really happy or is it all
just an illusion
Unforgiven
i kept up
with the prophecy you spoke
i kept up with the message inside
last sight of the irony
of twisted fate
lost sight of my soul and its void
Sister
Expectations of another
Love given to the younger
Broken father, Broken brother
Emptiness feeds the hunger
(chorus)
I see you
You know who
Little girl, little girl
Now realize little girl over looked little girl
One
(chorus)
One oh One the only way is One
(chorus)
One oh One the only way is One