The traffic is jamming for miles up ahead. Releasing emotions deep in my head. I wish it was easy, easy to breathe. The words that we needed to get some relief.
Diamond eyes that burn me. And turn me to stone. Crystallize and freeze me. In clear monochrome. . Turn me to stone. Do anything you want with me. Turn me to stone.
Another Day Comes Due. When I Look Back Into. All That I Didn't Do. . And When The Night Is Through. Its When My Eyes Turn Blue. And Rain Down. And Look To You.
Sillhouettes In the entrance of your faded Yellow hallway. From the light of the street lamp on your corner. And in time, oh the hours and the minuets.
This is the last time through hell, I've seen your insides. Tear out your eyes tonight, you'll see. Is this where my angel lies?. . I've cut you up to see me.
You say you're in love. Well cursive wrote this sonnet to the end. You say you're in love. But this heart still can't pretend. . Everything dressed in picturesque.
She got something for everyone. She got something sweet that makes me want to come over. She's got something out and she's got something in. She got something sick on down beneath her skin.
No, I don't wanna be. Part of just another conspiracy. There's people in high places. Who say it's all a lie. And the rest of us have gotta know. Before we up and die, and say goodbye.
This girl is smooth as day old whiskey. as tough as day old bread. a 2 ton tire tread. Someday I know that she'll be leaving. And I'll sit here believing.
I'm a hard working man, yeah I'm down on my luck. With a broom and a dustpan, just tryin' to raise a buck. It's not the fact that I don't wanna work. I'm just not gonna take it anymore.
Sit back and watch the world crumble.. Humanity has stumbled.. No commercial interruptions.. Sweet televised destruction.. . Wave your flag and chant the slogans..
A cold December in a sleepy town. it's no different your a freak. and they don't want you around. Got daddy's car on a Friday night. Just a speed bump in a privileged life..
Me and Billy like to sleep all day, on the floors where we decay.. Mohawks in disarray from cutleridge to motherfucking Biscayne Bay.. The gangs tried to kill us but we wouldn't take flight, brass.
Three chords and six strings. They're screaming how they're gonna change things. They're young, they're strong and proud. We turn it up cause we like it loud.
"Long live anarchy!" were Sacco's last words. Their cries of freedom were supressed and they were never heard. Guilty only of their beliefs, and their foreign births.
Riding in the street - these streets are mine!. Fooled by corruption for the last time.. Riding in the street - these streets are mine!. Never again led by the blind.
She Wolf - You can tell, by the way she moves. She Wolf - You can tell, she dont't play games to lose. She Wolf - She eats men, who can't pass her by.
She spent the last of her teenage years. At home alone with her worst fears. When the telegraph came, she did not know who to blame. . [Chorus:]. She walks alone [x9].
There's a box under his bed. that he never opens up. but tonight he pulls it out. cause he's come to look for. evidence of what he fears:. senseless tears.
Saturday sweet. Or was it Sunday Blue?. We scattered seeds. And the day grew. Throwing caution to the wind. And danger dances on the land's end. . Tripping over air.