A right turn gone wrong. Nothing but the dust. Left to fill your lungs up. Have to choke and choke and choke. . Repercussion, what got us this form. Facilitation for feeling listless.
It's gonna rain like this for days, I'm gonna drown in my old ways. But I'm fine, I'm fine. It's gonna hurt like hell when you pull back the hammer and fire.
Well, I'll sit here to convince myself its true. If you keep on telling your friends that we're through. . I've got nothing here but loneliness. Holes in walls and bleeding fists.
There's no mystery, no more there's no talking to you. You had other things in store, guess I felt I was through. I answered every question as accurately as I could.
Not sure how this is supposed to feel. Cutting like a red hot knife of surgical steel. . Brought fresh from the autoclave. She came, she came with sterile warnings.
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Almost heaven, West Virginia. Blue ridge mountain, Shenandoah river. Life is old there, older than the trees. Younger than the mountains. Blowing like a breeze.
Forty Hour Week (For A Livin'). . There are people in this country who work hard every day.. Not for fame or fortune do they strive.. But the fruits of their labor are worth more than their pay..
There are people in this country who work hard every day.. Not for fame or fortune do they strive.. But the fruits of their labor are worth more than their pay..
My dad was a big man with a will that was tough. He was at his best when the going was rough. He made a livin' for the family and never had to cheat. To keep food on the table and shoes on our feet.
I'll admit I could feel it. The first time that we touched. And the look in your eyes. Said you felt as much. . But I'm not a man. Who falls too easily.
My dad was a big man with a will that was tough. He was at his best when the going was rough. He made a livin' for the family and never had to cheat. To keep food on the table and shoes on our feet.
Just punched the clock and boy am I ready. Walkin' out the door a-headin' home. It's time to buckle up again. In my rolling hunk of tin. It's quittin' time the evenin' race is on.
Once I was cold. But now I know. How a fireworks. 'Cause I felt the flame. It drove me insane. Fireworks. . There was this lady. Soft as as a gentle glow.
He was a stranger in a little town. She was sittin' alone in a crowd. Listening to the old jukebox playin' a song. From the moment we walked through the diner door.
Running scared, wonderin'. What I'm doin' so far from home. Pretendin' not to care. That I was so alone. . Then my eyes met hers. And without one word.
Whisper to me softly, breathe words upon my skin. No one's near and listening, so please don't say goodbye. Just hold me close and love me, press your lips to mine.
Thinking of the faces I've seen. Back when I was young and green. I was falling back then. Now I'm workin' on building a fire. And flirtin' with that old desire.
Fantasy, midnight and you and me. Ecstasy, spirits running wild and free. Take me away, away.. . Outside on a blanket in the moonlight. It feels right with my arms around you tight.
Run your fingers through my hair. And softly kiss my lips. Hold me close in your embrace. And love me face to face. . Face-to-face. Heart-to-heart. Body-to-body.