I got this pain that won't quit. Got this chip on my shoulder. And a knot in my chest. There's a voice in my head. That says kill the voice in my head.
I recall the words from your lips,. your foot against my back,. the stairs against my chest,. I remember your footsteps behind me,. and the rest I've forgotten,.
What's going in here, Is there another way out. I'm gonna disappear, I'm gonna stand up and shout. I wanna celebrate, I wanna you give up. I wanna demonstrate, I'm gonna give it all.
Verse 1. . Don't you, don't you want to,. explore and befriend. When the, the time comes to you,. it belongs to the end.. . Chorus. . You got to seek and strive to find truth,.
Oh, you think you're something special. And I think that I'm to blame. For I couldn't put you any higher. And that's the thing that knocked us down. For as the pedestal grew taller.
Sleep, my dear. Don't let my loving gaze disturb your dreams. Because they're yours. Slumber on, and if my heart could ever fly. Then you could make it soar.
This is the rhythm of summer nights. Two bodies dancing. Until the morning light. Our favorite DJ. He's playing our favorite songs. Summer nights (2x).
I remember when we first started. You came to me and you were broken hearted. I took you in and wiped all your tears away. I gave you loving more than any other gave.
I hope someday. That I will find another way. Babe. If you shut me down shut me down all the time run around. Shut me down shut me down. Shut me down shut me down.
I just got back from a very cool trip. Along the milky way. I stopped off at the north pole. To spend the holiday. . I caught on old dear Santa Claus.
On my own again. Haunted by the rain. Reflections pull the night. Into the sea. . Silence tricks my ear. Voices that I hear. Drowning in the sound. Of my own rhapsody.
There's a sweaty hand handling his cocktail napkin. "Come on up and see me", is scribbled with a gold pen. But you'd better ring twice. . Seven months after his little indiscretion.
Johnny bought a ticket for a four o'clock train. Spilled wine on his shirt and knew there'd be a red stain. 'cause in third world countries there were only two lanes.
Muffin's in the toaster. I got my raspberry jam. My grandpa was a sailor. And he came into this land. . And he was looking for gold. A pretty hand to hold.
She had the lips of a lizard. Dry to the kiss. They made me sore. Dry as an old paperback from the store. By louis l'amour. A western for sure. . She had the strength of a goat.
Satan's choir. Satan's choir. Livin' in my basement room. Satan's choir. Satan's choir. Why are you in my basement room?. . You got a tail between your legs.