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This is the last song in series of 6 that were written and recorded in one 24 hour period. It's part of a Pop Opera Musical Mini-Concept Album, entitled: Candle Wax.
...and now I go to play with my blue jello...
...and now I go to play with my blue jello...
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Lyrics
I have to live with what I know
with this guilt slowly melting my soul
and with every day, I keep rotting away
until the rats make a meal of my bones
there's no place that I can call home
just these four walls of metal and stone
all this time with no sun
to think of what I have done
drives me deeper into this black hole
the price of a candle wax soul
is worth nothing, all of nothing
the taste of the sweetness to hold
is nothing, all of nothing
when death comes to swallow my world
will I remember the beautiful girl
that I killed in a rage
on that snow falling day
or will I pass quite unknown form this world
the price of a candle wax soul
is worth nothing, all of nothing
the taste of the sweetness to hold
is nothing, all of nothing
with this guilt slowly melting my soul
and with every day, I keep rotting away
until the rats make a meal of my bones
there's no place that I can call home
just these four walls of metal and stone
all this time with no sun
to think of what I have done
drives me deeper into this black hole
the price of a candle wax soul
is worth nothing, all of nothing
the taste of the sweetness to hold
is nothing, all of nothing
when death comes to swallow my world
will I remember the beautiful girl
that I killed in a rage
on that snow falling day
or will I pass quite unknown form this world
the price of a candle wax soul
is worth nothing, all of nothing
the taste of the sweetness to hold
is nothing, all of nothing
Pie
great production - and an even better voice
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