While in the middle of the winter its summer then in the middle of summer its freezing cold and i wonder, who's wet behind their ears? a broken world
There?s something in the air tonight, it?s hard to define. There?s gleam on every traffic light, like some kind of sign. So if you?re ready for a thrill
Shes saying, you're lost she thinks its time for you to detox too many tunes inside your head why don't you fill it up with her instead shes not playing
I hear you dis my name when my back is turned You have no shame but still I'm not really concerned Imagination is not a thing you lack But you misguided
You don?t know what you?re looking for, You?re lost in the past. You don?t know who you are any more. How long will it last? Well, it will last as long
Ducks and drakes, on your own, Like the first ones you had done. My mistake, should have known, It?s a shame you passed on frowning. When bells ring
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just begun, you?re gone, you came walking free. (The machine is turning fifteen) The machine is turning fifteen. The machine is turning fifteen. The machine is turning fifteen. The machine
I've seen it all before the people and the bars there in It doesn't turn me on no more It's a place already done and been Sometimes I gotta take a stand
Trouble down on my own street Domestic violence on repeat Smashed up doors and yelling again Some say you are insane But I don't think so I love you
You saw it all on TV You read it all in magazines No doubt that you could go on You found a way to be free This is what freedom really means You found
I see the sunlight on your face, I see the darkness in your eyes. In my mind, that?s lover?s paradox. I always try to give you space, No way to cut you
Delighted and laughed upon the critics had their fun but he don't mind and will look different when hes done A too controversial lie and all the kids
Do you remember Fazil's friend? He used to live in the House of blend He told a story of his life, about a fork and knife He said when he was 22, he
Do you remember Fazil's friend? He used to live in the house of blend He told a story of his life, about a fork and knife He said when he was 22, he
While in the middle of the winter it's summer Then in the middle of summer it's freezing cold And I wonder who's wet behind their ears? A broken world
There?s something in the air tonight, it?s hard to define There?s gleam on every traffic light like some kind of sign So if you?re ready for a thrill,
