Lyrics:
chance maybe
But you ain't too drunk to drive me crazy
With your fingers through my belt-loops
And your hair all out of place
I ain't convinced
lovely to see, so when man wanna envy it's cutting me deep
Today I ain't move one muscle, I just made 60 racks in my sleep
That's more than your ex's
takes to the air, cutting a slice
just another bloody mess not to be dealt with nah, leave him be.
And now a gloom through dark portals, call it night,
Wait it out or pack it in
Take 'em on or let 'em win
Anyway you light it, you get burned
Fill your cup and dim the lights
Save your tears
A shadow blocks out the sun
Will you hold fast or tremble and run
The foundation will shake
Will you bend or break
Deadly rain cutting clean
Like
brave. I hold my breath and just as I life my hand I'm stuck by reflections struck from the blade. Cutting through the darkened cloud a piercing light
control Feel my knife exploring every single inch Of your naked body stretched out in front of me Tearing every muscle cutting every vein Let me be
We've got a couple sticks fully loaded
Rubber grips 'round the handle
Whip it out and make the steel bangle
And lately, I been bored of counting money
A glance to my eyes, deep within reveals
This worn-out warrior's mind
I'm killing you by suffering
Discomposure of a deepest kind
In the night
But having no dreads
I'm the king of the north
If this was the 1600s then I would be cutting off heads
In the autopsy he said that he got shot but he
for me
I died to be the white ghost
Of the man that I was meant to be, yeah
I tried it once again and I think I might black out
I shoulda left
She was 21 with a rock n roll soul
Cutting her teeth on that rebel radio.
Sounded like Emmy Lou Harris and the Rolling Stones
Searching for
bothered and bewildered - am I
Wise at last, my eyes at last,
Are cutting you down to your size at last
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - no more
Traveling through the graveyard with a suitcase full of sparks
Honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you
Lit up every campfire I found out in
I'm cutting Over your conversation
Are you ready to get down for the boogie
On the breaker 1, 2 what it be I though you knew
It be like mirrors
Rolling down a Corridor which is long grey dark and dusty Hear the screaming sound of rubber wheels on plastic floors Crying out his need for blood
a break 'Cause there's people who are not eating
We're all negative souls
I'm done with the past
Being brakes to my achievements
Cutting the lines so
Tear out your lungs your words
They can't hurt me pretend
Our best direction you know
Not your direction is it?
We've heard it all
So don't say you're
The time of your death is now coming
You will die, spiritually castrated
Eating your entrails out
As a hungry vulture
No one can hear you
Your voice
in the moonlight
Her words fall silent as he makes his attack
Now we will find out who truly holds the power
I'm waiting for you to relinquish your
I miss a simpler time
When UHF was cutting-edge, the days when there was no rewind
I miss the latch-hook rugs, the Dr. Sholl's the gold lame
I miss
walking through a dream.
But I've been washing my face.
I've been trying so hard.
But nothing's going to work.
And I've been cutting my hair.
Put her out in the cold, didn't want her close to he
Cause his granddaughter's different than she suppose to be
Diluted her genes, it stopped
Put your glasses on, baby
I've been cutting coupons lately
And I might say that you are looking so fine girl
We'll stay out until the crack
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