I can see the pain you feel. Inside I know it's real. Happiness is history. In your eyes I see. . Why you say the words you speak. Always hurting when you're weak.
Stranger. . In this band as she can run and around. Searching the way out. And the shadows, obsession with fear. Give it all just a bad dream. . I know when the boy comes to win.
Come inside. Stay a while. Make a wish. Crack a smile. . The stars are falling. All because. You're wondering what it's like. To fall in love. What its like to fall.
Open wide I'm ready for the battle. Our fight, this burning bed. See the bones that bullets have shattered. And I feel every drop of blood you've bled.
Walking around, looking down. For something better. There's nothing better. Same old weird and familiar sound. It's just you leaving town, my God. August came around.
It seems like every time were here I look right back at you. And as your eyes perk up and you say, Boy dont you come unglued. Ill be so kind to bust it up on the floor.
My thoughts are just something I will not. Be content to sing along. If I'm the one that's making you so all uptight. Then why don't you just go ahead and.
Souls on Ten- The Almost- MonsterMonster. Windows down, our moods on ten. We're here with our wondering. Is this all perfect for real?. Is perfection the way that we feel?.
I can't believe I didn't say this sooner. I'll just believe that I was all displaced. I'll get to speaking, let you know how I feel. I'll get to judging, make you see my appeal.
Shining brightly in the night. You could make me blind. Morning after I couldn't find. Only in my mind. . I forgot your name and lost my vision. I imaginate your light emission.
Girl will you talk to me?. Are you gonna walk with me?. If you go with me tonight. Everything will be alright. Can you be just true to me?. Please don't act that cruelly.
Dot dot dot ( x4 ). . You keep on calling me up crying saying sorry dot dot dot. Don't call me not not not, sorry dot dot dot. But i ain't buying all your lines saying sorry ah ah ah.
Sweet Jesus, wash over me. Would You come and sweep me off of my feet, please. It's been two long weeks since You've heard me speak. And I was hoping that You might like to meet me.
Wistful for disco. We get a little misty. Remembering Menu do. And all those old pros. The bay city rollers. And Pinky Tuscadero. . It must be our breeding.
All he needed was PR. A million box of business cards. Careful image consultation. Securing reputation. . A clever market plan. He didn't understand. That's all it really takes.
I don't propose that we preserve. All the world inside a fragile ball of glass. 'Cause I'm the first to throw the curve. Bringin' all that perfect ball down in a crash.
I don't propose that we preserve. All the world inside a fragile ball of glass. 'Cause I'm the first to throw the curve. Bringin' all that perfect ball down in a crash.
There's something buried deep between these lines that you will never see. It's something that they don't want us to figure out. Were suffocating under all the lies and picture perfect smiles.
late night. long day. somehow it's never quite enough. and maybe. i'm lazy. it's been so long sometimes i feel like giving up. . so now i'm staying up all night.