Every single day I think about a way that gets me out of here I wish I could stop thinkin' for a while Rest my head inside myself and get alright I can
Music: White, Keyser Lyrics: White Fast, safe, aspirin-free relief The simple end to minor discomfort Used by millions for years No association with danger
[backbone] From front to back street, listen, we on a mission To get right, workin street corner in the midnight Picture the scene, these fiends with
From front to back street, listen, we on a mission To get right, workin' street corner in the midnight Picture the scene, these fiends with fire Ten dollar
Sound boy proceed to blast into the galaxy, oh Go back rocket man into the sky, you'll see, oh Hear it all the time, come back, rewind Aliens are waitin
Sightless, he watches the columns collide As he wanders the canyon relentlessly wide Empires are burning, the rain cuts his skin And in every direction
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I recall how we lived On the corner of a bed And we'd speak of a Swedish room Of Hessian and wood And we'd talk with our eyes Of the sweetness in our
Well, you got a big jib crane waiting to pick you up Hmm, you see those snakes that crawl They're just dying to trip you up Live out in sad shacks at
E'rybody in the club gettin' tipsy Oh, f*** that, just whine like a gypsy Can't see straight like I got one eye Your bottle opener or mine? Let's get
Strange as it seems Just the sound of your name Makes my heart skip a beat Again and again The sweetest fluttering in my chest 'cause you're the one I
It's so hard to fight a memory Only time can be a healer of the past And the thorns of love are many When they're clingin' to a love that didn't last
Wouldn't it be cool to act out a scene From your favourite video off the screen Do all the shit you ever wanted to Be a hardcore motherfucker and kill
Walk inside, gets noticed Fears conspire, they won't go away And I know, and I see, you'll be breaking hearts again You break me gently Break me gently
Sound boy proceed to blast into the galaxy go back rocket man into the sky, you'll see hear it all the time, come back rewind aliens are waiting up in
[Verse 1] Everybody in the club getting' tipsy, Oh fuck dat, just whine like a gypsy, Can't see straight, like I got one eye (pop), Your bottle opener
[Backbone] From front to back street, listen, we on a mission to get right, workin street corner in the midnight Picture the scene, these fiends with