Let's turn this up a little bit louder, yeah, yeah. Keep singing along as the night gets longer. Let's turn this up a little bit louder, yeah, yeah. Keep singing along as the night gets longer.
Trying to get it all out of my mind. Searching for sentences, trying to put down some lines. That say how it feels. That say all those things we left unsaid.
It's a golden age you say. But not for those. That choose to go their way. And not the way you chose. Why do you tell your son. What he has got to do.
I hope one day I will grow out of this. Then I will leave this battlefield. . Good or bad depends on your point of view. And I can see things from both sides.
Leave the tv on to fill the empty air. Loneliness sinks in, like ink into my skin. Should have seen it all. The climb before the fall. I held to what we shared.
Physical partical. Synical political. Spiritual ritual. Chemical miracle. . My friends, how do you feel. (Fellin alright). Well you could always feel a little bit better.
Can you hear me? Can you hear me?. . The first thing that I notice, the radio went dim. I feel the pressure rising as the water's creeping in. Rushing through the window in a flood of images.
I heard the truth about you. And it doesn't really read at all. Like the whipping stick you raised me with. A scared woman in a private hell. Hushed voice like electric bell.
All I want to do is get back to you. Connection, I just can't make no connection. But all I want to do is to get back to you. . Everything is going in the wrong direction.
Burn out, out of control, Crash and burn, Just a matter of time. Black out, Wake up in jail. Do not remember what they said I did.. Break down, Out of my mind, Rage again, What they tell me to do..
I want you to stay the way you are. Skinny legs and all. I know the time is coming. When the boys will begin to call. I wish that I could hurt for you.
I'm the man you don't think about. When you think about love. Lame white devil from the bars uptown. With a tatooed smile pulled tight around me like a killer's glove.
The sand glass stars rip your. leaves, trees, and branches.. the direction they show us from. their patch of unnamed sky. self. powered. and you will be here.
Yes, I hate the way I feel and it makes no sense. Five months gone and all I got. Pretty pink flowers on my chain link fence. And I dont like what it means.
She lost her focus yesterday. She lost her focus in the sun. Sit and stares at it for hours. . She said she likes to go outside. She gets hung up on the wind.
She came to the coast from the show me state. With her daddy's blue eyes and her mama's blind hate. Guess she didn't know much but she knew the rules.
Balance sane a body on the ground. seems harder to do on two feet then to do face down. and enemies they must be all around. because even on the street somebody got shot down.
Don't cry to me. If you loved me. You would be here with me. . You want me. Come find me. Make up your mind. . Should have let you fall. Lose it all. So maybe you can remember yourself.
Intro. . Chicken man (chicken man). Chicken man (chicken man). . Chicken man (chicken man). Chicken man (chicken man). . La-la la la-la la la la-la la.
Burning like a open nerve. I'm running like a dog. On linoleum. I don' t know how come. But the effect of you on me is too much. Bro its' like your speaking code.