Tuesday:

Wakin' up to a weird sorta sounds

Brain so shot blood running from the top


Wakin’ up on a Tuesday morning

Falling outta bed seemed pretty normal

Waiting for time to change


Cuts done bleedin', my decision decides my life                      

God give me a pardon pass, no room for error


Wakin' up on a Tuesday morning

Falling outta bed seemed pretty normal

Waiting for time to change


Love is gone, lies are present,

Not wanting to be alive seemed so normal,

When the meds don't work,

Life is hard to live on a Tuesday morning


Wakin’ up on a Tuesday morning

Falling outta bed seemed pretty normal

Waiting for time to change


Wakin up on a Tuesday morning

Falling outta bed seemed pretty normal

Waiting for time to change

 

Backspacer:

He’s a backspacer

No trace of him

Try to go back

Try to go back

Can't find him

So stop to look


I have no name

My name is no one

Unexistent

No one considers others pain

Just their own personal gain

I'm sitting! Waiting! Explaining the end

Exaggerate…


He’s a backspacer

No trace of him

Try to go back

Try to go back

Can't find him

So stop to look


Beasts of war that cuddle and play

Tables have turned,

Clocks have changed,

It's time for revolution

Visionaries complaining

About seeing things

Symptoms so strong strong,

I’m imagining death


He’s a backspacer

No trace of him

Try to go back

Try to go back

Can't find him

So stop to look


Take time off,

Don't be too soft,

It’s the end of the line,

Running out of time

Sometimes riots can be quiet,

Other times screams can be silent

Woah


He’s a backspacer

No trace of him

Try to go back

Try to go back

Can't find him

So stop to look

He’s a backspacer

No trace of him

Try to go back

Try to go back

Can't find him

So stop to look