Lyrics:
Drowning in your kisses
But honey, I'm fearin'
I won't start opening my heart
It feels like I am torn apart by your martini kisses
Babe, do we have some
Drowning in your kisses
But honey, I'm fearin'
I won't start opening my heart
It feels like I am torn apart by your martini kisses
Babe, do we have some
the rewrite
I sort of enjoyed it
I threw out the story
I'm meeting an agent
We'll all get together on Sunday
We're opening doors
Singing, "Here we
from light
darkend tendrils thrive
digging into depths
show me now what it is
it awakes
it quakes
it takes all
chance of serenity
it awakes
it quakes
the best of me
With the first verse I was just overly touched
Opening ceremony the way I was opening up
Hoping they show me some love
But it's never enough
breathing hour's more worse than third previous
Recently woke up sore, after crashing on ground
Flown over, heads by flying under radar
At most fear above,
Got nothing behind me
Back at the road
Gotta stay finding
Openings in passing lane
Cuz moving up yeah that's
All about timing
Ugh
Timing is key
Gotta
I had a very vibrant dream last night
I was opening for Bruce Springsteen. It wasn't the E Street Band, not some huge stadium. It was a modest sized
hopes remain high hopes
But by opening up
You might save lives
By throwing ropes
To ones who only have dying hopes
Keep on keeping on
Keep keep on keeping
tired yet
Right now I'm opening up as a guest it ain't mine
But you know I turn up the set
After I rock out my shows get loaded
Curving these groupie hoes
As long as we'll give our love
I'll keep opening up windows
And see what
What we're dreaming of
I wanna show you love
I wanna make you change
Your ways
I
history.
Madame Giry: And once here, when the side show hired you, who stood by? Meg and I
While they kept you on display, who kept working night
Morning, sing me a song,
Afternoon, bring it along,
Nighttime, show me a friend,
Say it again,
Send a good dream my way.
Wednesday, feeling
forgiven it's my mission to expose my faith
Not by works but handed His Amazing Grace
You died for me and this is how I show my thanks
Oh God see we out
Baby's on the road again
Six weeks nation-wide opening the show
And I'm making it on my own like a rock'n roll widow
Get my news from the Rolling
Baby's on the road again
Six weeks nation-wide opening the show
And I'm making it on my own like a rock'n roll widow
Get my news from the Rolling
disappointed friends
And by the way you're on at eight, that's when the show begins
Oh, Aaron, what are you going to do?
(Man)
You make big promises oh so
Okay let's go
Been cooking this here on a low
Now we gotta let em know
That we got different flow
And everywhere we go
We murder at the show
all corners, watching you and creep
Don't show no love, might end up opening up to leech
And don't let down yo' guard, 'cause that's when you'll get put
rewrote the rewrite
I sort of enjoyed it
I threw out the story
I'm meeting an agent
We'll all get together on Sunday
We're opening doors
(Hit us, mm, ah ah)
The car won't start, it's falling apart
I was late for work and the boss got smart
My panty line shows, got a run in my hose
The car won't start, it's falling apart
I was late for work and the boss got smart
My panty line shows, got a run in my hose
My hair went flat,
on
Have you ever heard those opening lines
You should leave this small town way behind
I'll be your partner
Show you the steps
With me behind, you're
it's just a big show as you lower slowly into regret
Shoulda cleaned my plate coulda had a V8
Why create this state of our lives by opening my big mouth
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