Santa baby, just slip a guitar under the tree for me. Been an awful good boy. Santa baby, hurry down the chimney tonight. . Santa baby, a '54 convertible too, light blue.
Don't go smiling now. You know I'll be confused. Across the table I'm staring into you. Oh, your morner's eyes fill up with blue. And the night comes in.
I feel safe inside the violence. Like I feel safe inside a rollercoaster car. I feel safe in the hills up above it all. Sometimes in the middle of the night.
tell me it's over. tell me we finally made it through. the comfort in silence turns to panic once again. we're caught in a landslide. we're dirty we're broken black and blue.
Truth of the world [x2]. . Thanks for tuning in again. This is Donovan Earl your friend. with a promise not to pander. to the radical propaganda. We're making no apology.
cover it up in the bathroom. while you curse the mirror on the wall. you can change anything that you want to. but your hand is shaking when teacher calls.
If we give up before we ever fought. If we only do what we are told. And think we know it all, but never really learnt. If we turn the page before the page has turned.
There is a little black hole in my loving cup.. I feel so lost sometimes I just wanna give up.. I don't wanna be strong. I don't wanna be brave.. I'm just looking for a love in a world gone weird..
What can you do with a girl like that?. Taking everything, giving nothing back. Stuck between her legs when she sets her trap. What can you do with a girl like that?.
"FALLING AWAY". by Hugh Wilson and Lindsay Jehan. . Im falling away. Im falling away with you. . We cant always say. In the cold light of day whats through.
The wind and the rain. And the deep blue sea. Ahead and around. As far as the eye can see. Is it only cheap comfort. Or an easy way out. But did I have any choice.
I wrote a love song for the wrong girl. I guess I had to go through hell with her. Just to get to you. People talk bad about what they don't know. People talk bad when they can't see the truth.
Our lives pass by. If only one day at a time. So dont you be too afraid to try. Some people say. Its best if we take it slow. But I think theyre too afraid.
Here in this night. In the darkest of hours. I feel a cold wind that tells. Of a storm front drawing near. . It speaks of greed and of hunger. Of envy and dread.
Gonna sink this ship tonight. Gonna see if hope really floats. I got a feeling that it doesn't. The water's reaching for your thighs. The way you panic, well, it's turning me on.
We're interrupting transmission. Because we happen to know. There's something that you been missing. Welcome to the show. . We're all set to go. So come on.
Leave me, go. Leave me, go. . I don't want to be a loser, no. I don't want to be, an almost was. I don't want to be a white trash working class chump.
You never fade the red across your wrist. There's never been a mascara that could fix. The saddest eyes a boy has ever seen. When you want so desperately to bleed.
Another late night driving around. We're losing sunlight so we head downtown. To Woodward, off Charlotte Street. The old place that we used to meet. .