Perfect Fingers

You're a wild one. I like your smile. You do amazing things. And I can't believe you're everything. . You've got perfect fingers. A velvet voice. Your eyes hold the key.

Phase

I'll be your biggest fan. I will be your fool. I'll be your exception. To whatever the rule. And I ain't the type to bitch. I ain't the type to cry. I'll sit at your red light and wait.

Panic

You know you ain't going nowhere. You're stuck inside while the mind is flying. You said you knew me in the morning. Twisting on pins into my eyes. And we driving on the ceiling below you.

Parisienne Moonlight

I feel I know you. I don't know how. I don't know why. . I see you feel for me. You cried with me. You would die for me. . I know I need you. I want you.

Pentecost Iii

Pitiless

Is it the emptiest of. All your broken hearted feelings. A serious misconception. To choose a path that led to ruin. . You fucked up your life. Can't find your mind, you burned it all away.

Presence

One has to come to terms with one's own mortality.. And you can't really help people who are having problems with mortality,. if you've got problems of your own..

Pressure

As the pressure grows and these feelings flow. Trample on bodies, bodies in holes of faith. Times I've asked the lord for forgiveness. While kept under a spell of a sweating locust's breath..

Pulled Under

(Just) freedom is only a hallucination. That waits at the edge of the distant horizon. And we are all strangers in global illusion. Wanting and needing impossible heaven.

Pulled Under 2000 Metres A Second

(Just) freedom is only a hallucination. That waits at the edge of the distant horizon. And we are all strangers in global illusion. Wanting and needing impossible heaven.

Pulled Under At 2000 Metres A Second

(Just) freedom is only a hallucination. That waits at the edge of the distant horizon. And we are all strangers in global illusion. Wanting and needing impossible heaven.

Piece Of Me

Sleazin' in the city. You know I'm lookin' for a fight. I got my heels and lookin' pretty. On a Saturday night, night, night. . Good God, bless my soul.

Psycho Love

Check out clementine cleanin' needles in her wine. Face down in her one-eyed world. With her brain-dead valentine. . She'll be your zombie, your livin' dead.

Psycho Love (edited Version)

Check out clementine cleanin' needles in her wine. Face down in her one-eyed world. With her brain-dead valentine. . She'll be your zombie, your livin' dead.

Psycho Therapy

Psycho Therapy. Psycho Therapy. Psycho Therapy. That's what they want to give me. Psycho Therapy. Psycho Therapy. Psycho Therapy. All they want to give me.

Pining

My eyes are fixed to find a flaw in how you do. Something anything. Would be reason enough. To pull away from you. . No, no, no look what you made me do.

Pop The Trunk

Smoke something. I just bought me a Coupe Deville,. Took out the air bag put in a wood wheel. Now all the ATL niggas wanna jack cause I'm from Texas,.

Playerizm

Readin' Pimp. Playa-istic shit. By dino boys. Tryin' to get these hoes for every nook & cranny. And make 'em join. The winning team. Ain't nothin' but realness.

Playing With Fire

I don't slip or trip when she asks me where I've been (Where you been). One big smile on my face zip it darling it's just you and me (You and me). Now I'm on some Alfie behaviour, I'll call you back later.

Picture Of You

It's always the sunny days that bring me down. When I'm reminded that you're not around.. Friends try and fail to make me smile. But I had the answer with me all the while..