di Kretz, Weiland

STONE TEMPLE PILOTS

Don’t cut out my paper heart I ain’t dyin’ anyway
Take a look at eye full towers Never trust them dirty liars
Sippin’ lemon yellow booze Ol’ leadbelly sings the blues
All dressed up on wedding day Keep on trippin’ anyway

I am I am I said I’m not myself I’m not dead and I’m not for sale
So keep your bankroll lottery eat your salad day deathbed motorcade

Fake the heat and scratch the itch Skinned up knees and salty lips
I’ll breathe your life vicks vapor life and when you binge I purge alike
Let go it’s harder holding on One more trip and I’ll be gone

So keep your head up Keep it on, just a whisper I’ll be gone
Take a breath and make it big It’s the last you’ll ever get
Break you neck with diamond noose It’s the last you’ll ever choose…

di LaBrie, Moore, Myung, Petrucci, Portnoy

DREAM THEATRE

Live another day

Climb a little higher

Find another reason to stay

Ashes in your hands

Mercy in your eyes

If you’re searching for a silent sky…

You won’t find it here

Look another way

You won’t find it here

So die another day

The coldness of this words

The message in his silence,

“Face the candle to the wind…”

This distance in my voice

Isn’t leaving you a choice

So if you’re looking for a time to run away……