Different kind of people. From all the world around. Your my kind of people. Of love is what we found. . Is everybody hearing me. This is how it's got to be.
It's a lie when you told me what you said. It's a lie, things you hid inside your head. I realize why I always failed to see the times. That you cried.
Well come on!. Well the kids want a little action. The kids want a little fun. The kids all have to get their kicks. Before the evening's done. CHORUS.
There used to be a place. I could call my home. It was just another phase. Now I'm sitting here alone. I was living in a whirl. Now it's history. But I can't go back, my friend.
I don't get too low. When everything goes wrong. I don't get too high. When everything's alright. I know i'm always safe. Tho' i don't play that way. I listen to my soul.
Scared straight from my heart. The way you fake your love in the dark. I wanna face the truth. Bright from the start. It won't do much good. If we're worlds apart.
I Come From A Place Where They Get To Me. And Thats Why It Never Sounds The Same. Aint Nothin Change But The Chain In The Mother Fuckin Charm. Shits For Life So You Can Kill Leon Long.
Monoxide. Slut. (chorus x2). Ima Slut. i cant fuck you anymore. i cant fuck you anymore. Ima Slut. i cant fuck you anymore. i cant fuck you anymore. because you dont do nothin for me.
Written by Michael Monroe, Phil Grande & Danny Lewis. Scared straight from my heart. The way you fake your love in the dark. I wanna face the truth. Bright from the start.
You don't want to, see me.. Y'all don't really wanna test me.. M-O-N-O....X-I-D-E. You don't want to, see me.. Y'all don't really wanna test me.. M-O-N-O....X-I-D-E.
[Monoxide:]. I got one thing to say before we start, Long Live the Chainsmoker!. . It's time for me to light it up,. And you can tell all ya bootleg rappers to get in line, and give it up.
When You Hear All Of Your Dogs Start Barkin. You Better Go Take A Look Im Probably In Your Back Yard. See If You Dont Wanna Be A Witness In This. Then You Better Turn It Off Cause The Criminals' Here.
On my last day,. when they call out my name. you can trust me, it all gonna' change.. It seems strange when I put it this way,. but I was always good at writin' what I really wanna' say,.
[Monoxide Child:]. I Grew Up In A Place Called Hell. Way Down Deep Were The Evil Likes To Dwell. You Can Smell All The Trouble In The Air. But Its A Strange Situation Cause No Some Seems To Care.
There is a wallet on my widow's stool. I know I've got it loose. Help me father. Will I be someone's bruise. I've tried... I tried so hard to choose. .
While you fall asleep. It moves me. By the window's feet. It drools and crawls on knees. Why you want my niece?. It smothers me. Into the sea. . Slide all your troubles on my seat.
If all you say is true. Please let me see. And all you hear is filled with love around me. The tangling is through. The tangling is through. . You have made my own destinations grow.
I can feel the stain. You've left inside me. And I couldn't see. How far I am. How far I am. How far I am. From this endless tunnel. . I can't hear the claims.
I've seen the end. Out of punctures in my arms. Now I see myself. Enchanted by all of your charms. . Now would you mind. If I'm too stoned now. Would you mind.
You hide your gain. You lie but don't know why. These voices in your head. Never seem to get you well. . I'm like you. I'm just like you. . You rise to fall.