Give Me The Keys (And I'll Drive You Crazy)
On a cold winter night
I spoke out my desire
Made a promis
I couldn't hide, no!
In a dream
He came along and told me
"Your time has come
Your mind belongs to me"
It's the time of the oath
My sweetest memories
Die in the cold
It's the time of the oath
See me covered with sadness
And I'll soon wish to die
When that overcoming madness
Is eating up my mind
Here and now
I look back at a good time
No more lie - I slowly say goodbye
It's the time of the oath
The time of the oath
My sweetest
Pretend We're Dead
What's up with what's going down
In every city, in every town
Cramping styles is the plan
They've got us in the palm of every hand
When we pretend that we're dead
When we pretend that we're dead
They can't hear a word we've said
When we pretend that we're dead
Turn the tables with our unity
They neither moral nor majority
Wake up and smell the coffee
Or just say no to individuality
When we pretend that we're dead
When we pretend that we're dead
They can't hear a word we've said
When we pretend that we're dead
Come on, come on, come on come on
When we pretend that we're dead
When we pretend that we're dead
They can't hear a word we've said
When we pretend that we're dead