I've had nothing but sorrow. Since you said we were through. There's no hope for tomorrow. How's the world treating you?. . Every sweet thing that matters.
Here comes Santa clause. Walking right down my street. Write him a long, long letter. He don't know what's wrong with me. Honey please. Come on home. .
Trouble, going round. Trouble, going down.. What happened to you little baby? What happened to you little girl?. She said she'd always love you. In your heart shaped world..
Sick at heart and lonely, deep in dark despair. When you want her only, tell me where is she where?. And if she says to you, that she don't love me. Just give her my message, tell her of my plea.
Pour my soul into my song. Playin' for the people all night long. I work hard for my money and I want it now. Don't make me have to tear your juke joint down.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas. Let your heart be light. From now on our troubles will be out of sight. . Have yourself a merry little Christmas.
Get up in the morning, fall out of bed. Go down to the basement, cook up a little meth. All the young folks love it, coming back for more. Ain't it good to be working, got your foot in the door.
I grew up near what they call the flats. Ain't too many people knows where it's at. Can't hear the highway, can't see a way out. I guarantee it ain't nothin' worth cryin' about.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas,. Let your heart be light. From now on,. Our troubles will be out of sight. Have yourself a merry little Christmas,.
Lisa used to love to dance. Ever since she was ten years old. Her bare feet raising dust on a yard. Where the grass wouldn't grow. . Slowly spinning round and round.
Her hair was as black as pike county cold. And her lips were as red as blood on the snow. She wore short vinyl skirts and them boots to her knees. And she lived in the holler across the mountain from me.
Holy Water. Words and Music Chris Foster. January 1, 2003. Strumming all my toys. Is like drinking holy water. Making lots of noise. Is like drinking holy water.
I'm staring out into the night,. Trying to hide the pain.. I'm going to the place where love. And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.. And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain..
I'm staring out into the night, trying to hide the pain. I'm going to the place where love. And feeling good don't ever cost a thing. And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.
I pulled up to a cattle yard. Got on out opened up the gate. I drove down the long dirt road. To the banks of an old 2 acre lake. We had bonfires and barbed wire.
I need - I need to be rescued. Is there anyone - anyone. Who will show me. The face of happiness. When my whole world is crashing away-away-away. . No super hero shows up when I'm calling.
Inyectndo adrenalina en tu sangre. Programando virus en tu sien. Insertando acoples en el aire. Oxido vencido del ayer. Decibeles snicos brutales. Ya viciado oxgeno fatal.
You tried to stand in my way. Pushing me, pushing me to fail. Nothing was good enough for you. Now the tables have turned. And its your lesson learned.