your love, it could be mine 'Cause I really waited for a mighty long time And I think it'll be alright Another day, another day And I think it'll be alright Another day
What if the banner falls and the presenters are suffocated? Stop the grand opening The microscopes, we can't see through them Broken magnifying glasses
I like Green Day, yes I do. And you know you like them too But you won't admit it so fuck you
[Cee-Lo 1st verse] Hey, the sun is shining looking like another wonderful day Look through my sweet collection trying to find some good music to play
name I can see it everywhere I go I can't remember how you cut your hair some things you cut no longer grow I remember what you called me I hope one day
another day in the life, holding on to dreams that I know are lies I don't wanna fucking be a slave to the grind sometimes I wanna get up & leave. another day
Day Like every woman, she gets her own way And if there's a ship that sails tonight I'll captain that too Cause Every Dog Has Its Day Like every
I sit in the state of a daydream With all of your words flying over my head Even more time gets wasted In a daze It should seem obvious to you Your
been to the edge And I've thrown the bouquet Of flowers left over the grave I sat in the waiting room Wasting my time And waiting for judgement day I
Starlit night The moon is shining bright You are the one I need Up at your window I see a shadow Silhouette of your grace Here's this flower I picked
What brings you around? Did you lose something the last time you were here? You'll never find it now It's buried deep with your identity So stand aside
I was alone,I was all by myself No one was looking, I was thinking of you Oh yeah, did I mention I was all by myself All by myself... All by myself...
Do you know what's worth fighting for? When it's not worth dying for? Does it take your breath away? And you feel yourself suffocating? Does the pain
[I. Mass Hysteria] Sing us the song of the century That sings like American eulogy The dawn of my love and conspiracy Of forgotten hope and the class
Don't wanna be an American idiot. Don't want a nation under the new mania. And can you hear the sound of hysteria? The subliminal mind fuck America.
Hey old man in woman's shoes I wonder if he knows I think he's crazy When he was young did he have dreams Of wearing woman's shoes and being crazy?
All the time, every time I need it. What's the time? I'd say the time is right. Here's to me. Let's find another reason. Down the hatch and
