Blood blood blood is the new black. It's what this industry lacks. Flesh flesh flesh has no price. Until it's billboard size. . Blood is the new black.
Why should I live in history?. Condemned To a life of coulda been. I quit takin' dope, I quit drinking whiskey. I quit takin' chances. . I gave her the ring my mother gave me.
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So here let's talk about the boomtown facts. You've got stick up kids coming right at my back. Two blocks of reasonable rent and it's only getting smaller.
i remember every bridge i ever jumped off blindly. And all my boring stories keep reminding me. . 'cause in all honesty i used to be an authority. on irony and remembering my broken dreams and everything that used to be around.
Hey, where did we go. Days when the rains came?. Down in the hollow. Playing a new game. Laughing and a-running, hey, hey,. Skipping and a-jumping. In the misty morning fog well,.
Isn't it funny that it all comes down to money. Running on a treadmill, wasting time. Keeps you too busy to lose your mind. I was blindsided out on the street.
Blue moon, you saw me standing alone. Without a dream in my heart, without a love of my own. . Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for. You heard me saying a prayer for someone I really could care for.
If only my problems were like water. They could be boiled away. And watching the steam drift upward,. Watching my problems drift away.. And watch the steam turn and twist,.
If only my problems were like water. they could be boiled away. and watching the steam drift upward,. watching my problems drift away.. And watch the steam turn and twist,.
sometimes I think somethings wrong with me because. I was never one to believe in anyone or anything. it's always been just me. and y'know they've always had big plans for you.
Breaking down from every insult that you've taken. Burning out from all the minor misconceptions. that just play on your frustrations. there's not a catch phrase that can save you.
By this time tomorrow. You'll be out on the streets of Chicago. Walking all the way home from commuter trains. . By this time tomorrow. You'll be back at home in Chicago.
Wonder what hold things together. Is it political positions or maybe superstitions. The list goes on forever. It seems to go on forever. Are old rituals necessary to stand by.
Well the scene here he wants her back. he's trying to use the phone. she's hanging up he's given up. he should've known. looking lost then he wanders off.
Your story sad to tell. A teenage ne'er do well. Most mixed up non-delinquent on the block. . Your futures so unclear now. What's left of your career now.
When Abilene was young and gay. And thunder storms filled up the days. The cattle roam outside the town. . Sleeping in the midday sun. Sleeping in the midday sun.
( written by Alex Chilton ). . Driving in my big black car. Nothing can go wrong. I'm going and I don't know how far. So, so long. . Maybe I'll sleep in a Holiday Inn.