Volatile Times

I salute you, Christopher I salute your life How you play the dice Your words will live in us Timelessly insane Explosive, fresh, and wise Some will just forget Some will close their eyes Some will turn the tide I salute you, Christopher Whiskey rais

You and me in a playhouse Living in a veil We never need to go without Memories bring no joy or peace We are alone and all we need Tuning out of their poison Every waking day Intolerance to overcome Fortunes won by the boys with their guns We are alo

You wear your little smiles With the decadence you suffer every night All the glitter, all the luxury But you belong to the industry, baby The trials of your fame And the boredom of your critical acclaim In your wreckage of reality TV You belong to t

Look at me, what have I become I am lost, I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the f*ckers that think that i

They cover your mouth And they poison your children Everybody cries Everybody's with them Do they give you what you want? Do they give you what you want? There's a cold red light And a cynical future But your mind is in jail And you're bodies of the

Do you wanna be the animal to take me apart?* Break my patience. Corrupt my sacred art. 'Do you promise to be with me if I beg and I crawl' 'In my darkest mood' Through the private wars, Will you stay, Even when the drugs have gone? For it wont be lo