Celluloid heroes are a fucking fraud. Built up legends to distract us. I don't give a fuck about airbrushed beauty. And i don't give a shit about the cause celebre.
The cul-de-sac jungle is a cruel place. It's a living rotting failure from a different age. And if you're looking for the place that dreams go to die.
If there was something that I said. Let me know. I've got a feeling that it's wrong. 'Cause it's gone. This little maze and all of these complex mind games.
Watching it burn to your fingertips. Everything stings a bit. Dangerous silence surrounds you. . All of the ashtrays and magazines. Recurrent love themes.
When the clouds of doubt surround you. And there's no relief in sight. When nothing you do holds a meaning. But you can't give up the fight. . You think of the good things that might be in store.
I only do these things to freak you out. Wanted you to doubt me. Well, I believe you, do I believe you?. . I try to block you out to hear myself. I can't believe I'm thinking to myself.
Do you know where you're going?. Do you know where you've been?. Is this simple, is this simple?. The chances seemed so slim. . In a cloud, is it cloudy?.
Im watching you walk. As you walk that distant way. Take that thing away from me. Take away most everything. . I couldn't say Id blame you. But you should never look in back.
God bless her lonely soul. She said you'll never ever see. You never let go. Well these days are changing. And everyone knows. Everyone knows what you got to loose.
feeling tired and feeling beat. i laid right down and feel asleep. there she was just like before. turned around and slammed the door. . too many times, too many nights.
Do you have a heart?. To start. (Is she yours). (Is she yours). Do you have faith?. (Mistake). Apple sour in your face. Never gonna wanna leave. Or go.
I am young. But I know where I am from. Times have changed. Good times have been and gone. . And all the while, I walk. I'll keep walking on. The things I've done, I can't.
It brings hurt to. My life to see so much. Fear in this world. . So I'll sit here. Thinking of all I can do. To get through this dream. . I close my eyes today.
Can you hear the sound of people laughing. Because they think they know it all?. Where they've been and where they're going. As if they themselves had written on the wall.
Oh what a great experience. My house is full of deviants. My Dad is going mad downstairs. My brother has just died his hair. . Chorus:. We got punks and drunks.
A combination of work and rest. Keeps your head in a total mess. Just like we're all supposed to be. A part of this sick society. Where they give you a rest three weeks a year.
It was the people and the land,. There were no rules everyone understands. When a family was family with a plan. To live together off of their land. .
Rollin'. . Yes, the last night if I'd knew what I wanted. I replied that I feel like my soul is haunted. I've been dreamin' about this perfect thing between us.
Last night as I lie sleeping. I had dreams of a place untold. You never see people weeping. There's no wars and no greed for gold. It's a place where love can unfold.
Hey you, have you done somethin lately for you. Hey you, to feel good it's only for you. Hey you, for it's another great day for you. Hey you, I tell you I've been so lonely for you.