We are young, and on the run, we don't know much. You are mine, and I am yours, it's not a quick touch. As the sun is sure to rise, I will never leave your side.
From such a tender age. I let you in. To mess with my insides. I don't regret a thing. . And I don't care if you're confused. Please hold my hand. Grip the railing.
I backed my car into a cop car the other day. And he just drove off, sometimes life's okay. I ran my mouth off a bit too much, oh, what did I say. You laughed it off, it was all okay.
One, two, three, two, three, four. . I backed my car to a cop car the other day. Well, he just drove off, sometimes life's okay. I ran my mouth off a bit too much, oh, what did I say?.
We play our cards close to our chests. Surrounded by our enemy that we know best. Turn it asleep cause the sleep is so light. And all this danger gets bigger at night.
Standing here, surrounded by a thousand faces. Laughing clear, lighting up the darkest places. I can feel the ocean, I can feel the warmth beneath my skin.
I never wanted to see, through you. I never wanted to doubt, but I do. Coz we had some faith, used it up. We got so close, but not enough. We've almost lost the light.
I've come full circle, I've come full circle.. . As I burned all the books I read. I recalled somethin' someone somewhere said;. "There's so much in us you don't see.".
Everybody wants the password. Everybody wants the green light. Everybody wants the eye drops. That make the colors of the future bright. But I dont need any answers.
He is a trucker burning the highway. His heart is strong as stone. Counting them yard lines passing them hard times. Riding that black top home. . You gotta fight, fight, fight, fight all the way.
One two three four. . Bop bop. Bop bop. Bop bop. Bop bop. Bop bop. Bop. . Care about the moonlight. And holding you tight. And asking my questions. Everyone loves a situation.
Wind is cold alright back in Dallas. The neon light from the building lets you know you're home. You'd go way back when if you wanted to be my friend or you'd call me.
At a stoplight in the middle of the night. Stuck in first and I wonder if I should stay. The right is history and to my left the choice is right. But this seems a little bit too hard.
I'm faced with a day that's lost its meaning. Everything's nothing, I feel like screaming. Louder, louder, scream again. . A heart full of hurt, a life needing healing.
Es war ein Abend im April. Im blutroten Schein der Sonne. Ich bin ein kranker Teil unserer Spezies - Ich weiß!. Ich allein im flimmernden Licht, mit diesen flüchtigen Bildern.
Its late and I cant sleep, Ive made promises that I cant keep. Cobblestones and broken bones. Has a kingdom but hes got no home. Last night is still ringin in my head.
They'll look you in the eyes and stone you. Then turn and disown you. Don't you let 'em take the fight outta you. . They'll walk all over your name. Till they find someone else to blame.
Fred sits alone at his desk in the dark. There's an awkward young shadow that waits in the hall. He's cleared all his things and he's put them in boxes.
Oh goddamn, I saw a goddamn. Fuckin' goddamn, goddamn, woah. Oh goddamn, shitchya it's cool. . Play it on the radio. Come here one time, wassup y'all.
Note: is an instrumental with speaking at the beginning. not sure who says what.. . -- God damn, I wanna rock.. . -- ready to rock, man?. . -- (laughing) yeah!.