Generic Flipper lyrics

Ever live a life that's real
Full of zest, but no appeal
Ever want to cry so much
You want to die
Ever feel that you've been had
Had so much that you turn mad
Ever been depressed that
(to) those you turn to, you bring distress
Ever sit in tormenting silence
That turns so loud, you start to scream
Ever take control of a dream
And play all the parts and set all the scenes

Turn away, turn away from the wall
Turn away, turn away from the wall
Face me now, Face me now
Show me, show me all your tears
Your pain, your pain makes me burn

It's my shame
It's my shame we both hurt
We both hurt

I've got to strip this flesh from my bones
I've got to hammer this wall with my hands
With my hands

And I saw you
I saw you shine
I was holding you

I too have sung Death's praise
But I'm not going to sing that song anymore
Yes, I've figured out what living is all about
It's life! life!
Life is the only thing worth living for
Yes life! life!
Life is the only thing worth...
Life! life!
(I know it has it's ups and downs)

Feel so numb feel so dead
Just felt like someone hit my head
Like someone knew just what to do
Poison the masses catch the running few
Feel so empty feel so old
Just waiting to feel the death like cold
Eating away at my life ties
Not really knowing not caring why

Life is pretty cheap. Sold a decade at a time
Life is pretty cheap. It's so easy to find

We're living for life to be the way we feel
Not living for life, but the Death appeal
Who wants a cancerous boring end
when you can die from misery and following the trend?
I say "Who cares anyway? Who listens to what I say?"
This song rhymes and we play it in time

And if you wanna live in Super Market Isles
And take your vacation by flying for miles

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
You don't care so you say, 'Cause it's
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Not to believe is what you believe
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
It's all a dream in the daylight
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
And at night, it's a nightmare
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Think too much and you go to jail

She's a sex bomb my baby - yeah (repeat endlessly)

Shed no tears for the martyr dying
Only in pain suffering and death
Can the martyr become what he's chosen to be

No tears wasted
No sorrow no pity
No, no crying, no loss

Shed no tears for the cop bleeding
He once held the gun. He once held the key
Now his prisoners will sing and dance and play

No tears wasted
No sorrow no pity
No, no crying, no loss

There are eyes that cannot see
And fingers that cannot touch
That's the way of the world

There are dreams left empty and blank
And legs that have ceased to walk
That's the way of the world

There are kisses undelivered
Sighs and moans unuttered
That's the way of the world

There are hearts no longer beating
And there are entrails spilled on the floor