Damn you, for trusting me what's wrong with you I'll work for nothing else? Damn you, for accepting my immaturity when I scream for silence child
cool and soothing the wind is in your hair not a single care cigarettes and beer the speed of moving feels like you can fly feeling kinda high
"You gave this way more thought then it deserved." You say as I tell you about my fear of rejection. I wouldn't know better then to get scared, cause
November came down hard this year and I saw you standing clear of the rain falling free but I was ready to finally come clean. Observe me, in my
I wish you'd see it in my face But I'm caught up in those long lost days And how can I even make you see When I don't even know me Following my
Oh ohoh ohoh Shame on you for making me wait Time and time again you're too late And I'm about to make a mistake so please hurry babe just hurry You
What could you possibly see in me is my soul hung out to dry I think my dysfunctional family has shaped it throughout my life what could you possibly
Well I saw you with your hands above your head Spinning around, trying not to look down But you did, and you fell, hard on the ground Then you stumbled
Vauge sound of rain pierces through my song again but I get distracted by the way his toes move when he plays so I let it burn I just poured my heart
Just a little bit stronger Just a little bit wiser Just a little less needy And maybe I'd get there... Just a little bit pretty Just a little more
Out here on the ledge I'm not far away from stepping off I finally picked out my cloud It's the one over there Surrounded by all that air You reached
You're always tellin' me to go out more Go ahead, get out and see the world But then I think, why should I I'd rather stay home and cry I never thought
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Oh Lord, you know me so well Know my words before I speak Could you love me right now You know I am so in need All things crash around me As I try to
Like a worm, boring through Cinders and rock and ash I think I need a broom To sweep away the day, cleanse us of the shame we're in, I'm in Like a stray
Wanna get lost in the mellow Mellow of my mind Chop a tree, pay the cost I rather have a glass of u that's fine Come on over baby 'round 7 Chill in ur
Wanna get lost in the mellow mellow of my mind? Chop a tree, pay the cost I'd rather have a glass of U - that's fine Come on over baby around 7 Chill
(Woody Guthrie) It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed My poor feet have traveled that hot dusty road Out of the dust bowl and westward