This afternoon. Your back's not so straight. Your eyes aren't too clear. I could kiss you. For remembering my birthday. Find you on the dock. Out of money out of luck.
Sun bakes the window, makes the sheets hot and wet. At night they're cold and blue. Why do I like you 'cause I do. Why do I like you 'cause I'd kill to be you.
I brought this bottle here for you. Can't you drink it?. I brought this bottle here for you. Can't you drink it? Can't you drink it?. . I brought this body here for you.
So we drive and we've driven ten thousand miles. In our hometown, sink back into the driveway. Which is Zen The head in the stars. Or the body in the chair?.
Harvest your tears, in a sieve. I can spill things down your shoulders, hold them. And Im afraid you remind me of Santa Claus. In a good way. . And you are like Santa Claus.
I broke the payphone when you called. I stole the wire. That owned a goddamn piece of you. Ma Bell. Is not my mother. I can't lie. Some bitch get out and tells the truth.
As you sit in front of me. Stars are guides across the sea. I don't know where they'll take me. I don't know my destiny. . I wish I could weep. To the ground at your feet.
The full moon always rises at dusk. How eccentric is your orbit of life. The eleven year cycle of the sunspot. Spasmodic in nature but still reaches a maximum.
Born and raised. Forged and blazed. In a perfect mould where I've seen my life from a different angle. Becoming what I despise. Pretending within disguise.
Step it up, step it up. . Sometimes I see me. Beneath me, deceiving. Deceive myself. Keeps me from believing. . Believe in yourself. Believe in yourself.
Where is your commitment. Your sense of loyalty. You broke your honor. Your credibility. . Standing tall. Despite the rest. Positive. Do your best. . Hardcore lives inside me.
Hate-I'll see hate 'til I breathe my last words. Pain-There's no pain in what you call honor. . And it's pathetic that you'll die the way you lived. With no heart, no shame and nothing to show for yourself.
To my friends. I'll be there for you. Be there for me. Now im watching my friends slip away. Watching them fade. Id give anything. To have them back. I watch them slip away.
Answer me this, is God a fascist? If you can't see him, then you will. burn in hell. Help me. Save me. Show your fucking face. In the name of. love you let me fall from your grace. Show your face and save, or let me.
I sang those songs before, but they don't mean anything, anymore. What. will remain? Not a god damn thing except memories of worthless words. What. will remain? Not a god damn thing. You're not fooling anyone cause hardcore.
Seperate... The true from trend,. and the snakes from friends.. We always learn the hard way.. Only fakes... Running there mouth about loyalty,. but now they got nothing to say to me..
So you fucking sold me out. And everything it meant. Well I'll move on. And remember everything. . Today is the day. We start again. All that was lost.
Oh oh oh,. oh oh oh, oh oh,. uh uh uh. San Francisco is the place to go with. the place to go with you. . Big crowds at San Francisco. I'm not going back this time, oh, no.
God speed, you left me for nothing. I don't know the rules. 'Your game's my solitary dream'. Is all she said, 'I'm on my way'. Too scared, you shy away from love.
You don't say much. You don't say any more than you have to. Have you lost touch. With the ones you adore and sought after, yeah. And you don't know why.