Out of the basement. comes the artist in crime. down to the bone. he drinks the violent wine. touch of evil. he's got twisted kicks. ain't gonna talk.
BAD BLOOD. . People come & go. Broken hearted. O.D. on poison. Take a dry dive. Get loaded on smack. & locked up in the john. For the rest of their life.
You can beat the drum. Got to be for real, your a bum. beat him up and you can beat your wife,. Beat your club child. You can bet your life. . You can't beat me.
Hello mamma don't blame me. If I look a lil'. Out of control. But life as a Rock 'n Roll idol. Is worse than livin'. In a tell tale hole. . Last night.
Back (in y'r love). . When the wind is crawlin'. at y'r basement floor. & the rats are runnin' round. tryin' to get underheath y'r chamber door. when I smell the . . ..
Boy cries boy cries wolf again. And the wolves come like they've always done. Each day this goes on and on. But the boy stays no one moves him on. . We all know what's going on here.
In this world creators of post war icons. Take all the money and run now salesmen. . These are the best days of our lives. These are the best days of our lives.
As cold as cold can be behold. I will see you sleep alone. With all that ever came to love. For you I take away instead now. Everything you hold so dear.
There's a duplicate world. One for the likes of you and your kind. The other has laws morals and fear. It's cold in here. Under skies painted gold impurities raining on down.
She says sometimes she sees these things. Right before they're happening. Hail Mary full of grace. Some nights she swears she feels her face. She's known a couple boys that died.
Kids with broken hearts, kids with broken bones.. Kids with kidney stones giving birth to bloody stereos.. Systems are all dripping wet with gristle piss and swizzle sticks..
You should have seen them just after midnight. When they were down on their luck and. Still high from the street fight.. Talking like it wasn't really much of a big thing..
Holly wore a string around her finger.. She said it helps her to remember all the nights that we got over.. Besides, it ties her outfit all together..
Sleppless nights, you're counting the days. We're heading your way. Waiting for the time to let it all out. All that you're holding inside. . People who say, you're wasting your time.
He's drinking cold Corona. Feels like he's getting older. Now and noticing how he's finding. Grey hairs left in the shower. Tattoos fade by the hour. And he can't understand these feelings.
Born To Run(live-acoustic) McFly Lyrics. In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway American dream. At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines.
I knew that when I saw her. That my life would soon move over from the fast lane. Gone would be the days of all my drinking and my carrying on. But when I settled down.
Why do you build me up (build me up) buttercup, baby. Just to let me down (let me down) and mess me around. And then worst of all (worst of all) you never call, baby.