To All my critics the cynics who want me want to go away. What keeps me going why don't I quit?. I'm not a looser like you a reviewer like you. A liar or a hypocrite like you.
Everybody knows my name, everybody wants the fame. Everybody wants to see, everybody wants a piece of me. Everybody wants the fun, everybody needs the gun.
Hunger grows,. Through the town as food is craved.... Hunger grows,. Through the town as food is craved like a drug.. . The little food the people have is worth more than gold. (Oh).
She drives me crazy, makes me belong. I can't take it no more. She gives her best, she gives her all. She picks me up when I fall. . She's got a good thing, she's got a special way.
The sun shined through poking holes in the sky. Like cigarette burns on the bedsheet. Sound the horn step down with a shout. The earth and the sun are gonna burn out.
I look in my eyes. Searching for signs of life. Digging through darkness trying to see. Pity the sight. Try to wipe up last night. That's not the kind of guy I want to be.
Look into my eyes - you will see. What you mean to me. Search your heart - search your soul. And when you find me there you'll search no more. . Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for.
I've been hanging out in the boredom basement. Building up the files on my MP3. Homemade rockets and a load of laundry --. It's been a real party ever since you set me free.
Awake, dreaming, solemn revery. Too lost secret, linkin' a broken chain. Eyes are open, only they don't see. Color, shape, and terminal velocity. . Run away when I feel danger.
it's a story about. a street named "Decision". lays open the skin. with its painful incision. . erasure. it's time to rest. erase your. complicated mess.
I write clever words on paper. I sometimes think I don't believe at all. And I've never felt so fake, so false. I'm such a liar, I couldn't even look him in the eyes.
Here's another song with the four oldest chords in history. I guess, I lost all ambition turning left on Missouri. . I could have made it better but the feelings just aren't there.
Every word from your mouth is a knife in my ear. Every thought in your head is like poison to hear. Every word from your mouth is a knife in my ear. .
Once upon a time there were 2 little girls. And they said how are we gonna make it in this world?. We're eating toothpaste and blue playdough,. We got a dress up box with no place to go.
Come on girls. . Sit in here and feel it strong on top of the world. You know you gotta be your best friend. On a solid ground, independent girl. You know it's your time, girl, you know where you stand.
I like what your t-shirt says. I'm with stupid and stupid's with me. Let's climb to the top of the state bridge. And see how stupid we can be, be. . 'Cause this is the first song.
As long as we're getting a bit technical. I'd like to remind you that. Most women and children can perceive. Higher frequencies of sound than most men.
And this one is certainly. an interesting story.. It starts with an ending. . and we're both characters in play.. On the same stage. but on a different page.
Went down to Mexico,. I drove my black El Camino. I met up with an old gringo. He showed me round, and said to call him Joe.. I was there about a week or so,.
Silent surroundings, black skies. On top of broken trust. . A face frozen with fear. In memories dreams are lost. . Can a device, read my mind. Just look in my eyes.