The Good Life Lyrics
The Good Life Lyrics
"Early Out the Gate Lyrics"
Nice Day For A Resurrection Lyrics
I woke up, by the sound of screaming In my face, virgin blood is streaming Smell of death dying out around me Pure and with grace the victim has been ble
I woke up, by the sound of screaming In my face, virgin blood is streaming Smell of death dying out around me Pure and with grace the victim has been ble
What you're looking for is never what you find
Nothing ever seems to turn out right
Still running around still searching
all these long indifferent streets
For your lover or some cover
to protect you from the heat
That you feel inside
inflamed since you learned to cry
Ever since you learned to walk yo
Sellin' out Lyrics
From the Album: * No promises no debts She just found out what it’s all about She don’t wanna be another face in the crowd Gets on her feet
u ran awayFrom the Album: * No promises no debts She just found out what it’s all about She don’t wanna be another face in the crowd Gets on her feet
kept running till you couldn't feel your legs
Now you stumble round this drunken town
pawn shops and titty bars
telling tales of just how far you got
But they'll all know who you are
Yeah you're not so great
You're just early out of the gate
there's a portrait of your mom when she was young
Designer Music Lyrics
Everywhere you go Lights flash All you got to have Is the cash While you think you’re able It’s got to have a label Designer music<
er face was shining brightly as the sunEverywhere you go Lights flash All you got to have Is the cash While you think you’re able It’s got to have a label Designer music<
The son who got away from her
but came back home again
to find a women wrapped
with all this love she couldn't give
But you know she did
You just couldn't feel it then
Found a birthday card from this lady I used to know
It said boy you're really starting to get old
Another cop another gun Another way to end my fun Another fucking power game Hate in Law enforcement name Black and white or gold and blue My good ti
I knew just what she meant
She'd been through it before
she'd known of all of this resentment
becomes regret
I just hadn't gotten there yet
Nothing ever seems to turn out right
No never, never seems to turn out right
So I leave it at this
my deep blues need rest