Tears fall, they scarred your innocent dreams. Loves fall, they kinda leave you empty. Leaves fall, the seasons pass you by. And you think that maybe you can fly.
I'd like to peel the skin off. This winter day. I'd like to bone the head off. This summer fling. What love can do when love's lost. Grow overweight. And smile as if.
Collision, my mission. . When the dawn breaks with a handshake. Relaxed and feeling great. . Screeching, head on, head on, head on. I need it, head on, head on, head on.
It's cold and it's. Smooth and it's. A hard shade of white. And everybody needs to lick the surface clean. But it never tastes better. White blooms to white and.
Just another suicide,. Lord know the ladies cried.. Notrogen and dirty knees,. We're all making love in balconies.. . Midnight at KOKO,. You get where you got to go..
Oh no lots of fun you're the bullet in my gun,. Love you like a mother loves a sister to a brother.. You're my everything, you're the diamond in my ring,.
Candle light, it burns in every hole of your eyes. It's beautiful, how much you'll never realize. So hush my love, there's something I'm to tell you now.
Candle light, it burns in every hole of your eyes. It's beautiful, how much you'll never realize. So hush my love, there's something I'm to tell you now.
They all know me by my car. They all know I'm gone, but not how far. I'm heading straight down 101. I'm going to go and get me some. My lips are movin' but there's no sound.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------. (l,m,p) Faith No More. . Billy Gould: Bass Guitar; Jim Martin: Guitar;.
It doesn't really matter, the things you say to me. Cause if I had a ladder, up there is where I'd be. Outta here where the air is cold, you're messing with my mind.
It doesn't really matter, the things you say to me. Cause if I had a ladder, up there is where I'd be. Outta here where the air is cold, you're messing with my mind.
This is only a test. One,two, whatcha gunna do. Three, four, five, twisting your arm and your eye. You will buy. Step right up, donate a memory. To the bank of love, that could loan you your day dreams.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------. (p) Faith No More. . Billy Gould: Bass Guitar; Jim Martin: Guitar;. Mike Patton: Vocals >.
One day, you're thinkin' that maybe you're feelin' better. And you're probably an okay person, if you only had a job. Through the hollow tombs can see them.
Has it been so long?. Do you think we know?. Do you think we care?. . Die, for the here and now. Do you remember why?. Do you remember how?. . Just face out.
(patton...). . Turn me up. . Now I gotta murder da' murder ta' get away. The eyes gotta peer now the fool's gotta pay. And if they pay then they pay with they life.
"HEY!" WHAT?? "Oh nothing, just wondering why it is you're doing. that whatever it is you're doing. "Oh yeah, why?" I dunno it just. doesn't seem like something >you'd day I was born, huh? I asked my friend Anne about it. I said, 'Anne,.
(Originally recorded by Diamond Head). . My mother was a witch, she was burned alive. Thankless little bitch, for the tears I cried. Take her down now, don't want to see her face.
The government keeps spending. The country's always lending. Supplies out the ass so they can stab us in the back. The stock market falling, while the corporations are sawing.