Wake up in the morning, smoke that cigarette, yum! Wake up in the morning, drink that cup of coffee, yum! Turn on early morning news, stories about children
She told me she'd rather be lonely, something About living with pain. She was tired of Losing, never gaining. Love once fun was Now just draining. "Love
Why do words like "love" and actions of affection Get taken as a threat or promise of devotion Instead of just accepted for the beauty that they have
We've been blessed with this planet that Makes us look so inferior. But there was no Strict order here so it made us feel unsure. And someone thought
In the wreckage and in the streets I've found freedom and I've found peace My mind has gone numb But I must keep talking... When everyone's gone from
Over fences and through backyards We tiptoe past empty boxcars So as not to wake the bums inside Industry that once thrived now is gone Abandoned factories
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Can you feel that? Sitting in my room, I've got nothing to do So I waste my time, and I fuck up my mind She said "Can you feel that? It's a baby." She
You left sometime ago - and now I just don't know. Bur for right now, I know there ain't no way And it seems to me that you seem to be A million miles
I can't take you home with me Too bad 'cuz it's so hard to be In love with no place to go. You've got no home except this place you come Surviving selling
You're just a fucked up kid and no one ever Gives you a break, just a fucked up kid but How much more can you take of the constant Rejection looking for
All my life I've been taught how to think And feel. Had preconceived ideas before Experiencing anything for real. My parents, Schools, and peers made
I'm walking scared, muscles tight Buses stopped at 9:30 and now it's midnight Stranded all alone at concord bart It's been a long time since I was this
Older people I looked up to now just seem so lame Their idealism is gone just like "the old days" Burnt out and jaded, their old spirit faded I hope that
It was "us" and "them" we thought And they had all been strictly taught Just how to look and what to say We used to look at them and laugh Pretending
Saw too many old friends get old way too fast, and now younger people that I know are talking that same path. Too many faces in too many places that I
I am just a parasite - a rancid creature of the night- with eyes that never see the light Of day. Papers blow over empty streets- People inside houses
Negativity's too enchanting Cuz the world seems so depressing But I know it can't always be Can't always be that way I get caught up in my situation But