to heart breath to breath she feels me up til there aint none left no space, no time her spirits my mind you see, that's how close we are thats how close we are
So Long So Long Always seem to be on the run We haven't spoken in so long We can't get past the how are you We're not talking like we used to So Long
Chasing the dream, no I never pick up the pen Always assured but I like it when we pretend. You should be around, they should just say when You should
the last time At least for a while And he looks so worried But you hate how he looks at life With such a closed mind Too much, too fast We should be
... In fancy town Where nothing's real They don't consider What you feel In fancy town It's black & white They close their minds They say Wrong is right How
their negative contribution Stand our ground and always say "All we are is all we are" With open minds it will be this way All we are is all we are How
need to straighten my head out. This culture has done everything to fuck me up. I won't let it get the best of me. My eyes are open
It's in the way that I can't taste. And how my skin doesn't seem to fit anymore. I am infatuated. I am completely seduced by misery. Of my own design
how much patience and understanding I try to have. Your ignorance still shines through. So unwilling to try and turn yourself around. The bottles are
Not everything came out the way I planned. Misconstrued words blow up and get turned around. That's not what I want. But somehow someway that's the way
Down on your knees. Eyes ahead. Searching for answers. That will never be said. Stand on your feet. The bruises on your knees. Are never healing. Take
I'm so far away. From where I want to be. My mind skips. My eyes lead me. I'm dreaming of far away lands. I'm dreaming of battles I've never fought.
flying free How 'bout you? I'm letting go I'm flying free How 'bout you? How 'bout you? I'm letting go I'm flying free How 'bout you? How 'bout you?
the band but we don't hear 'cuz we don't care it's how we are we'll go our way we may have changed but we're still here and we came to play.
a race For a place at the bottom of the pile Is neither completely conceived nor is it ill advised It just simply satisfies a basic need We are few
how lucky we are How lucky, how lucky we are Oh how lucky, how lucky, how lucky we are Oh how lucky, how lucky, how lucky we are Oh how lucky, how lucky, how
NO, somehow you somehow knew. You said, you said you might be leaving. You must be crazy, you'll live to one hundred and one. Somehow you somehow knew
help in stopping PCB, So how are we gonna save tomorrow? The longest journey taken needs a first step to begin. This cleanup's gonna take a while, but now we
