We'll call it a past tense obsession,. Considered lack of perception. This is the worst case scenario dear. Labeled such an abstract twist,. Seen as modern day Russian roulette.
You're more than my addiction. You're the beautiful one that I have found. You're my secret and I've waited. For far too long. . You've been such an affliction.
Though I can't show you the years of my life. That I spend on the road to freedom. Don't let it throw you, I know of your strife. I know what it's like to roam.
There goes Mr. Penny Pincher. Trying to make ends meet. Some kind of super human. Calculator. . Providing for his family family. Is not an easy feat. Even though a conscientious.
Things look bad from over here. Too much confusion and no solution. Everyone here knows your fear. You're out of touch and you try too much. . Yesterday's glory.
Words and music by George Biondo. . In the morning sun's golden warmth. . Pours its arms around we two. . Past my doorway were those heartbeats. Or a drummer and his drum.
Once the religious, the hunted and weary. Chasing the promise of freedom and hope. Came to this country to build a new vision. Far from the reaches of kingdom and pope.
Once the religious, the hunted and weary. Chasing the promise of freedom and hope. Came to this country to build a new vision. Far from the reaches of kingdom and pope.
I like to dream yes, yes, right between my sound machine. On a cloud of sound I drift in the night. Any place it goes is right. Goes far, flies near, to the stars away from here.
Thank you dear lady for being my mom,. you did all my homework you took me to prom,. and I was the only guy who got lucky that night. and then that night you gave me a fright.
Thank you dear lady for being my mom,. you did all my homework you took me to prom,. and I was the only guy who got lucky that night....
It's College time again. September's almost here. Hanging with freshmen girls. Frat party kegs of beer. I see a girl I'm wanting. mixer at delta chi. we take some oxycontin.
Come, fair lady to my bed, we go,. And verily sweet pleasures we shall know,. Yet, where thy belly meets thy limb,. I beseech thee give a trim,. For thy bush doth overflow,.
I can see you there,. Workin, flirtin, showin off what you've got. Another night and I'm all-alone. Wondering how to mend this broken heart. . It's 2am, the doorbell rings,.
Somewhere in the sky. Somewhere in the sky. And I'll never find it without you. . Somewhere in the sky. I know the sun is hiding. And I'll never find it without you.
Summer, summer, summer in the sky.. Summer in the sky and I'll never find it without you. . Summer in the sky I know the sun is hard to get. I'll never find it without you.
Come over to my garden, let's listen to the trees. Swaying to the rhythm set up by the breeze. I'd like to play you new songs that I wrote on my knees.
That hatchet-faced hag who's pointing at me with a sneer. I don't see her. Those giggling girls with the whispers they want me to hear. I don't hear them.
Rushing, way too fast, why do I always do it?. Thinking this might last, how could I be so stupid?. But this time, I'm not okay, no. I need to breathe again, 'cause I don't want to.