It was a birthday gift. of a Mexican Telecaster. And from this day on I will play along. to all my young pioneers records. And there will be a poetry spoken silently between me and the stereo.
Dear mother,. This is just survival.. Cannot promise your children everything,. But you would lie so they can sleep tonight.. Defeat tasted nothing like you said..
Well I'll wake up around 4:05.. Eat, shower, and get dressed in about an hour's time.. Take my vitamins, check my messages, and call around to some friends,.
Heading down south to the land of the pines.. I'm thumbing my way in the North Caroline.. Staring up the road pray to God I see headlights.. I made it down the coast in seventeen hours,.
Lock the door to your room. Pray they don't find us. Pray they don't kick it down. Oh you've been keeping secrets. And these kind of lies. Have consequences.
One night we lay beside each other, so close to a sweat. With two fans circling overhead, we sleep on borrowed time. And the traffic lights direct empty roads, the stars can't break the city sky.
I can't sleep. Dry red eyes wide open. Starin' at the white stucco ceiling. Turn on the TV. Watch music on television. Have I heard this song before, did this already happen?.
Well do you want to talk about it?. Do you think you'd understand,. How things can get so fucked up. with such good, such good intentions. And if, if roofs turn to sky, held by the gravity of nothing.
Well do you wanna talk about it,. Do you think you'd understand,. How things can get so fucked up. with such good, such good intentions.. And if, if roofs turn to sky,.
Everyone's a critic, but hey they really respect your talent.. Have your manager call my manager, and we'll make records together.. At this level of success in entertainment, there are certain connotations..
Unraveling, unrolled, a siren in the night. I love the jaundice of your skin. Its perverse plasticity. You make me want to smoke cigarettes. You make me want to drink whiskey.
Unraveling, unrolled, a siren in the night. I love the jaundice of your skin. Its perverse plasticity. You make me want to smoke cigarettes. You make me want to drink whiskey.
Where are we going to be? It's getting so hard to remember to feel. Struggling more and more to recall six minutes worth of a dream, you forgot when you woke up. Died-in-the-wool to last, for the sake of Christ you ask,"What am I to do?" Who is there to trust with one leg already six feet deep? Fighting the current of man's existence of the conciousness you can't fucking grasp. To give, or to take for yourself? Another night spent in silent rage, set against. Set against yourself..
Two coffins for sleep.. One for you, one for me.. We'll get there eventually.. . In the dark of our graves our bodies will decay.. I wish you'd never change..
Where are we going to be? It's getting so hard to remember to feel. Struggling more and more to recall six minutes worth of a dream, you forgot when you woke up. Died-in-the-wool to last, for the sake of Christ you ask,"What am I to do?" Who is there to trust with one leg already six feet deep? Fighting the current of man's existence of the conciousness you can't fucking grasp. To give, or to take for yourself? Another night spent in silent rage, set against. Set against yourself..
Sleep on pillows made in Singapore. Wrapped in comforters. Sweatin' through sheets. Drinkin' coffee in the morning. Flown in on aeroplanes across the vast seas.
All dressed up and nowhere to go,. Walking the streets all alone.. Another night you wish you could forget,. Making yourself up as you go along.. . Who's gonna take you home tonight?.
Your tells are so obvious,. Shoulders too broad for a girl.. It keeps you reminded,. Helps you remember where you come from.. . You want them to notice,.
We drank bottled water together and talked business,. I think I played the right moves, You were looking over my shoulder,. as I went through the motions of another night. And it was alright, because I thought I knew who everybody was just by looking at them..
If she wants to dance and drink all night. Well, there's no one that can stop her. She's going till the house lights come up or her stomach spills onto the floor.