Let's take a trip down memory lane and pass by all the nights,. where I'll find myself in your arms agian.. There's no inspiration here, lets go, I think we better get out..
Don't believe in anything they say. The day after yesterday is all it takes. No good hands in all state. A city a country it's all the same. The less you have to say this band's name, the better.
Aaaaahhhhhhahahahhhhhhhhaaaaa. All that I is. Are we all left to die?. No one realizes. No body realizes. No body realizes. No body realizes. . Are we all left to die?.
Here lies the dead outlaws who lived. One of the gang made a deal with Pinkerton Jesse. Told Frank I'm goin' out with a bang shot in the back. As soon as he turned his head.
Is it so hard to accept the fact that we're always changing?. Did we all choose to live in denial?. We had no control whatsoevet once the damage was done.
verse1:. Underneath it all I don't get too excited. The leaner years go by. You weigh less then when you were so damm cool way. Back in two thousand and two/.
On Saturday night. When I was born. Down on the farm. Guitar plinkin'. And we started drinkin'. Till the break of dawn. . About twelve o'clock. Everything get hot.
Shout. Make them hear us out.. Haven't we seen enough?. Rights? What it's all about. They won't let us be a part.. . Our lives, one minefield. There's more to this than two nations burning up..
Stay away dont come near me. Your pain is slowly winning. By the way he stares at me really. Tells me that. He dont have a friend to hang on to. . Stay away dont come near me.
Tomorrow today. Theyll make you anyway. Take it if you must. Tomorrow or today. . Wake up. Its time to die. In the most cartoonistic way. Stop messing around.
At first they give a big break. Then they fill it up with hate. At first you want it. You tell her to get some. Her tongue will love it. And then you need it.
I'm your slave. I'm your pet. Cover me all through the night. I'm your slave. I'm your pet. Cover me all through the night. . Whip it up. Shove it in.
On Saturday night. When I was born. Down on the farm. Guitar plinkin'. And we started drinkin'. Till the break of dawn. . About twelve o'clock. Everything get hot.
If love was a bird then we wouldn't have wings. If love was a sky we'd be blue. If love was a chior than we could never sing. 'cause love isn't for me and you.