Texty:
For All Those Sleeping I M Not Dead Yet

touch is so real You?re eyes speak so clearly I heard every word you said You?re words are so deadly But I?m not dead yet (Thanks to sputch for these

anymore I?m off the floor I?m standing here waiting for you that?s all I?m

I observed those satin bed sheets I felt that it was time for me to make my move I thought I better hurry up before I busted a groove I leaned down

all that's good . . . I know I can't refuse and yet, I wish I could . . . Oh God - if I agree, what horrors wait for me in this, the Phantom's opera

up destruction and say "Oh no, not us, not me". There are those who strive for value and meaning; Who search for reason and purpose; Their efforts are

I would neglect I'm sorry for the times I'd disrespect I'm sorry for the wrong things that I've done I'm sorry I'm not always there for my sons I'm

I?m sorry for the times I would neglect I?m sorry for the times I disrespect I?m sorry for the wrong things that I?ve done I?m sorry I?m not always

sparkle in her eye. "I would like to honey, but I'm about to die." I have got a time bomb, I strapped it to my chest. When it blows I'm out of here,

my name on it I'm surrounded I surrender All All that I am I have been All I have been has been a long time coming I am becoming all that I am