[Music & lyrics by D. Gildenlow]. . I thought I'd seen hell. Thought I knew it all. Now I know too well. Hell is to wake up. But it makes all the difference.
[Chorus]. Tear drops in the pillow on my bed. Still trying to keep my head up. Know you'd rather see me dead. And the raindrops keep on falling. I said they keep on falling.
Rasguno En la Espalda. Mi cuerpo aun tiene las marcas. De nustro ultimo encuentro en la cama. Mi mente tienelos recuredos de los. Agasajos de noches pasadas.
Sitting on a hillside, watching the sun go down. She is right beside you dressed in her summer gown. Time starts to move slowly, stare right into her eyes.
Whoa, oh, oh. Whoa, oh, oh. Whoa, oh, oh. Whoa. . I'm waking up to ash and dust. I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust. I'm breathing in the chemicals. .
On the hottest night of the year. Lying in a patch of rouge rhododendrons. . A bottle of whisky under my arm. Trying to count a sky full of stars. I dream of order, I dream of fleets.
Can we get real. For a moment. You're my one and only friend. Watch the sun set. From your sedan. Let your hand. Rest on mine. . I've lived in every town,.
Who got the beat this time?. Who gonna beat me down?. Tell it, tell it. Who got the beat this time?. Keep it hundred. . Whatcha' gonna show me fam?. Whatcha gonna show me bro?.
I left a key at the doormat,. The key to my heart,. Don't get me wrong,. Take it if you want it,. Love it like you mean it. . I'm just hoping that,. My first night with you,.
[Verse 1: Sebastian Kole and Alessia Cara]. One million songs and counting. A million miles I've come. Oh one million eyes have called to me. Still I remember home.
This road I'm on is blacktop and gravel. It's a faded blue line, this road I travel. And it's a well worn path, it's a cold bar ditch. It's a brakeman sleeping on a dead man's switch.
Her rain is black rust. And melts down heavy on dreaming heads. It cuts through. . She floods the haunting roads of the past. Like the dark night embraces a shadow.
To try to ake an order out of. Muddled thoughts and dream - To. Watch hope and desire torn. Apart from the seams - Construct. A wall of hatred out of failures.
Falling out, crawling out, seeking out. Emerge now and see the. Returning to raze my shrine. Whole seeds no soul. Blind, shall we lay tides shallow. Wise, I stand my ground.
We, the undersigned, put forth his name.. . Whereas Reggie Leach was born and played. minor hockey back in our home town.. The Rifle fired his first 500 here,.
Fetch down the fiddle, rosin up the bow. Don't play me nothing on the radio. Don't make me remember the alamo. I'm feeling like a little bit of cotton eyed joe.
Mama knows and papa knows. That rock 'n roll is music now. Baby's been cutting his teeth on. Bo diddley's, I'm a man, man. Listen to the wolfman howl.
We are riding on a railroad, singing some else's song. Forever standing by the cross road.. Take a side and step along.. We are sailing away on a river to the sea..
I was raised up family. Man I'm glad I'm on my own. I was raised up family. Man I'm glad I'm on my own. I mean, God bless the child. That can learn to live alone, yeah.