I don't care if you don't like me. I don't care if I don't groove. All I need is some timing. Then I'm on the move. . I'm gonna cross my ocean. I'm gonna explore my sea.
There's no time to check the stars out. I'm already on my way. If you're up to call me psycho. Or if you think I'm out to play. . I use the dagger. . I'm a cold heart mother's son.
Born to life abandoned by the gods. Helpless try to hide while darkness falls. My quest has been to rise above them all. So my anger and my pride has been my sword.
Your life has been a waste. Now I'm here to control your faith. What was stolen, I'll reclaim. And you know it, I'll do it. . I'll make you all you'll have to follow me.
I'm a king without a kingdom to rule. The day I was born was the day I was doomed. But the scars that you gave me, they made me look cool. So I thank you for the demo.
If you're satisfied with an endless drive, you're in. It's the autobahn to the other side, for real. In a week or two all your friends have turned into freaks.
Oh, the Tomahawk Kid,. Do you know what he did. On a cave on Treasure Island?. Sixteen men on a dead man's chest. Didn't know where to find him.. When we set sail across the seven seas,.
You can call me the sheik of tomorrow. Sleeping on the burning sand. You can call me the king of the cowboys. 'Cause everybody shakes my hand. You can call me the soft shoe banana.
If every memory fades away. Can we make this one last?. I keep searching for the words to say. To somehow change the past. . A steady flow of lost emotion.
Now I'm lost on a road that has no ending. Like a puppet on a string. These voices in my head, deafening. But is it possible to focus?. Surpass this atrophy?.
You a strugglin artist. You wanna move to the ghetto. Hey, look at me everybody. Wanna fit in with the minorities. . You don't want a job. But he don't need one either.
Who can say for certain. Maybe you're still here. I feel you all around me. Your memories so clear. . Deep in the stillness. I can hear you speak. You're still an inspiration.
Once the dogs have quit their barking. Son, my neighbour said to me. Know the emptiness of talking blue the same old sheep. Run, I'll do no more this walking.
Oh well, the rain it never stops here. Is it strange that I no longer see the hand in front of my face?. Just short of longing for the past. And short of asking for forgiveness.
He looked up to the sky and he screamed. "Where's my fucking miracle if you're really a king?". He takes a breath at the edge of the sea. Pleading for his life to matter more.
[Verse 1]. She's a model and she's looking good. I'd like to take her home that's just understood. She's playing hard to get, she smiles from time to time.
(Chorus- Patrick Stump). This is the last time that you'll ever see us. After this you're gonna go blind. This is the last time that there will be a last time.
Part 1. You can call me the sheik of tomorrow. sleeping on the burning sand. You can call me the king of the cowboys. cause everybody shakes my hand. You can call me the soft shoe banana.
Into the badlands, the whiteman came.. Killing from fear, what he couldn't explain.. Disease unknown to this virgin land.. Laid to waste, with the gun in command..
This isn't me. And I hate what we've become. This isn't my life. And I don't know where it went wrong. . Wait and see. We'll figure it out. Then we'll skip this town.