Take what little pride we have away. Heres to them.. Heres to them.. Makes so little difference anywhere. Heres to us.. Heres to us.. . And I wish you could understand.
Spoon fed from a dirty plate. A diet designed only to agitate. A veil of pride and gospel truth. To cover the hidden fist that he used. . And I won't say a word.
I could not face, I could not face you. Lost my place, couldnt I fade away. . Feelings hide. Feelings die. . Cannot wait to trade my place again. You save face when I hang my head in shame.
It's a early rise. His teeth are furred. And cleanse with hands to hunt and hold. The sun divides. Imagined leaves. A shelter while I sleep. . There are many years.
Memories are fading, a single voice complaining. While days are stacking up. Its hardly worth debating, the people are frustrated. Drink from poison cup.
I'll take the lead, you follow me. Come and relieve the friends that I keep. They're sick of me. . Small minded creed blisters and weeps. Swallow the shit that jealousy feeds.
There's every sign. That every mind must bear a little frustration. When souls collide. We're all bound to meet sometime. . If you were my only problem.
If all the people that you ever knew. Pooled all their money and gave it to you. Do you think you could raise enough to save your skin?. . Save your skin.
I tell you hes a private man. In a public circumstance. Hes eying off an old door frame. Looking for a drastic change. . Its such a shame this has to end.
Do do do do do. Always on time. Do do do do do. Waiting in line. . Whatever you say. Whatever you say. Whatever you say. Whatever. . Do do do do do. Soda and lime.
She has a hand of reasons to lose him. He liberates her often hidden smile. She buried trust faded away. He swallowed any promises they made. . Darkness to weave its silent track.
A gentle winter haze creeps in at three forty-four. The Hindley Street parade shuffles to my door. The hotel decor shades are always poorly sewn. Twenty-five in thirty days makes this room feel like home.
Somebody screaming that the end is nigh. Never seen nobody with hopes so high. Uneasy feeling creeping up on me. Justify a weary trinity. . And I can hardly contain my joy.
Born into peace. Born into ignorance. My family gave me strength. Bonding my brothers. . And the war was her enemy. Shed her mother's tears. Broke her mother's heart.
I creep around slowly and receive from the TV. Signals about my life. I've no dedication to my medication. I'm otherwise occupied. . An ambitious plan to bring attention to myself.
Patron pushed vows aside. Parents blest, shine with pride. Lay child down, force inside. . I play on my position of trust. Leave the child to self destruct.
(Powderfinger/Fanning). At quarter to nine. my plus one decides to maker her arrival. i'll say what i like. at the end of the night for social survival.
Honesty is out of style. So hammer in the coffin nails. A message sent across to land. With kisses for you. . Well tell them nothing. Our little secret.
Strip me down. Wash me white. Leave the spots in my eyes. . Novelty. Wearing thin. Overload of truth and advice. . Narrow minds. Move hollow mouths. To taste the foot that they bite.
Is it obvious that you have had it wrong?. You're attitude and angst seem to have gone. Is there no way you can be what you have said?. . Another self-serving sermon.