The only way I know is just to rip it. O.C. West Coast never coming with a slick hit. Everything is low-fi the music makes me so high. Coming from my heart just like I first came out of long I.
Why were you, soft spoken. Make it as a man. I've been down, soul error. They can't take you back. . They've gone mad. . Going down, show me how. I can't give up now.
It's a heartbreak that you can't fix up. It's a last try when you've lost your fuck. And it's a bad day. (It's a bad day). Another bad day. . It's a last chance when they've given up.
Can you count all the things that I'm worried about. By the lines in my brow, I want to trust but don't know how. To rest and be still, to abandon myself to your will.
All the people under broken homes. Don't wanna fight no more. All the people nursing shattered bones. Don't wanna fight no more. But there's no profit in peace.
Seems like I spent the past three years. Just struggling with these ideas. And the more I learn. The less I really know. . But the the things I do, I will hold tight.
This year for christmas holiday, I'll ask for everything i chased. and never caught up to, santa's guess i'm wanting you. Underneath my tree, this will be decembers only gift for me.
So what are we looking for. When we've got all we need?. And what are we sleeping for. When we've got nothing to dream for?. . So where are we looking to.
When I hate me and when they hate me. He has loved me, He'll always love me. He'll let me exalt Him, let me exalt Him. Let me exalt Him, oh Lord. . It doesn't mean I won't be scared anymore.
The house caught on fire in the winter. The bosses lay slain. And each of the workers decided to ten-fold their pay. And they saw in the mirror the sun had been shot down in flames.
The house caught on fire in the winter. The bosses lay slain. And each of the workers decided to ten-fold their pay. And they saw in the mirror the sun had been shot down in flames.
When my heart is aching. It's the right time, it's the right time. And my soul is reaching. It's the right, it's the right. . Time to dive deep to understand.
Every morning traffic. Every night I've had enough. Every day compromise. Life's no surprise after much. . Someday people lock themselves away. Saving up for another empty.
Down, down, down that's the way we're traveling. Our social fabric unravels but who pulled the string. Philosophers politicians or the school teachers.
I heal the waiting hand. I cannot understand. I feel away again. . I hear the crashing waves. I fear not for where she waits. I cannot play again. . Oh, I know the reason why.
Saturday afternoon. The sunshine pours like wine. Through your window. But I know that golden june can turn an empty grey. 'gainst your window. And I feel like.
I had a dream last night. I was a bird in flight. A burning city on my left. And a golden one on my right. . There was a woman there. Tearing out her hair.
And it looks like one of those days. When my valentine ain't so funny, yeah. Ain't so funny, yeah. . And it looks like one of those days. When I'm holding the same old conversation.
Side by side, driving the same highway. Leaving behind everything and everyone you love. The cost to pay, to tell the world of Jesus. Hoping that these bridges burned will not just be in vain.
It's just another lie to sell to me. But I'm not buying. To live the way they do on MTV. Yeah, you're trying. . Just a little too hard and we can see through.