it is about me when it is about you.

allow me mine, i've aloud you yours.

- ecno -

hello, it is we

as the black ribbon falls around the black stained stone
does the silver pendant glow when the hammer strikes the our

live as long as you see them striking the children
be you strong or weak you'll see, we lived it to
cause they'll live to see the day where you've stricken their believe

as long as it hurts, we smile for what is what
and as for what is not, we cry for it be we
you'll let your want be want.

and your soul will escape you, what is what's
i'm as wrong as you are right
and it is what it is
you're as boring as i said you were but it comes back to what you view as your
don't be right.

she'll scare you and love you and tell you whims and what's
he'll love you and wrong you and tell you right is wrong
"is" is the "is" that you've been told "is" from is
your way becomes the right way when the your way becomes your
what is right what is wrong.