Santa bring my baby back to me. Santa bring my baby back to me. . I don't need a lot of presents. To make my Christmas bright. I just need my baby's arms.
Sweet girl with the broken heart. Sweet girl with the broken heart. Sweet girl with the broken heart. Stop crying so I won't start. Sweet girl with the broken heart.
She's got a long black cape. And you're trying to escape. From the shape of the things yet to come. She's got a hammer and nail. And you feel like you failed.
I love the way your hair falls on your eyes. And the way the sun hits them as it dies. There's poison in the water and the sky. We'll hold onto each other if we fry.
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The feeling of understanding is very rare. For someone like me it's hard to find. Somebody to care. She's got a way about her. Changes everything. She's got a way about her.
Going over to susan's house, walking south down baxter. Street -nothing hiding behind this picket fence. There's a crazy old woman smashing bottles on the sidewalk.
You think you'll get under ol' monsieur's lid. And try to imagine all the things that he did. You don't know where i'm gonna go. You don't know where i'll go.
There she goes down in my head. Saying things she never said. Ee coming's coming soon. But she'll be reading on the moon. . And I don't know why she's gone.
Ford it again missing in the crowd,. a friendly voice, calling clear and loud. my big mistake, thinking that I knew,. how to get bye, independent on you.
Your stepmother hates my guts. But I don't really care. She don't like me coming around. With my short greasy hair. . She would be your best friend. If she had it her way.
I can't live in a world that you have left behind. Seen a lot, been through too much. But this is where i draw the line. . It's not where you're coming from.
So what are you gonna do about me?. I been hangin' 'round a while. Trading books and knowing glances. I tought I'd stick around but it really ain't my style.
Spunky don't like her uniform. It never fit so good. Going back to the orphanage. And the place where her garage once stood. . Well it's a free-for-all.
She's got a life livin' in her heart. She's got these eyes, well, where do I start?. Like lookin' at the deep night sky. So many worlds inside her eyes.
Souljacker can't get my soul. Ate my carcass in a black manhole. Souljacker can't get my soul. He can shoot me up full of bullet holes. But the souljacker can't get my soul.
Souljacker can't get my soul. Ate my carcass in a black manhole. Souljacker can't get my soul. He can shoot me up full of bullet holes. But the souljacker can't get my soul.
22 Miles of hard road. 33 Years of tough luck. 44 Skulls buried in the ground. Crawling down through the muck. Oh yeah. Johnny don't like the teacher.
22 miles of hard road. 33 years of tough luck. 44 skulls buried in the ground. Crawling down through the muck, oh yeah. . Johnny don't like the teacher.
22 Miles of hard road. 33 Years of tough luck. 44 Skulls buried in the ground. Crawling down through the muck. Oh yeah. Johnny don't like the teacher.