Testi:
The Briggs

Hey hey I like the way she walks She makes me wanna Get down on my knees I like the way she talks She makes me wanna Hey hey Yeah I feel like givin

I traveled far to find a place called home; all I found was broken past and some broken bones. I left it far behind, although I wish that I had another

this is a story of a bored teenager stuck inside a category line he had to abide by all the time then one day this bored teenager got tired of always

we'll come home when the battle's over we'll come home with clothes all drenched in blood this is the life we chose this is how the story goes for those

i'm ready for waking up this time got the open ears and open mind got my voice box ready but i dont know what it is i need ready for waking up this

but of course i'll say nothing of the sort don't let me have control of my art honesty and an empty bank account are my gun and hand full of rounds &

what is it he should do what is it he should do he's lived through each day with out words to say these empty pockets are nothing new losing his mind

can you hear the silence now? the sound of obivion mournful misfortune of the heroes that we now have lost recognition of their past glories esteem that

i think ive gone insane what i tried to say doesnt matter now you didnt listen anyway say it to my face show me what you got you never show me who you