Verse Chorus Verse \In His Room или Hands\ Without A Shape
Verse Chorus Verse (Другие названия "In His Room"; "Without A Shape"; "In His Hands". Настоящее название Verse Chorus Verse. Песня исполнялась только дважды. 17 августа 1990 в A Soundcheck Soundboard Recording и 25 декабря 1990 в An Audience Recording)
Neither side is sacred No one wants to win Feeling so sedated Think I'll just give in Taking medication Till my stomach's full Neither side is sacred Crawling in the hole
The grass is greener Over here You're the fog that Keeps it clear Re-inventing What we knew Taken time is All but true You're the reason I feel pain Feels so good to Feel again
Neither side is sacred No one wants to win Feeling so sedated But I can't give in Taking medication Till my stomach's full Feelin so sedated When I'm in my home
The grass is greener Over here You're the fog that Keeps it clear Re-inventing What we knew Taken time is Weird but true You're the reason I feel pain Feels so good to Feel again Oh
**Verse1: He is gonna chase you in and out of a dream You?re not gonna thank him and I?m tired of this dream Take him on occassion in the back of the room If they don?t show any affection he?ll died in June
**Chorus1: See the stab wounds in his hands See him dying in his room He?s dying in his room He?s dying in his room Heading for me, heading this way He is coming, I don?t care
**Verse2: I don?t want to thank you, well I don?t mind Gave his only pleasures to a friend of mine He?s not gonna catch you in a lighted room You don?t thank him I know I should
**Chorus2: See the stab wounds in his hands You killed him, I don?t care Keep a promise, you would too Keep a promise, you would too See the silence in his head He is coming, I don?t care
**Verse3: We?re not gonna make it, well I don?t mind They don?t want to thank him, they don?t have any time In a conversation whom they don?t know They don?t have any patience, they?re becoming slow
**Chorus3: See a famine in his head See him coming at their heels He loves you, give him a chance I don?t love him, I don?t care See him starving, give her hell It is over, we don?t care In His Room