Made a few CDs. Played with all our favorite bands. Hit it big on the ska/punk scenes. But we're never gonna be on TRL with Carson Daly. Made a lot of
What's the bullshit for? Verbal battlefield. Syllables of war. I shut myself off. It happens again. You're not my friend. You're not my friend. You're
I can't wait to be a rock star. So I can do lots of drugs. And I know you think I'm kidding. Walk around like I own the town. Laughing off my ass at
As I look at the moon, my eyes are closed. You have gone so soon, like the moon. You know what I miss? The old you. You're a cold hearted-fool. You swore
The autumn came in like concrete at my face. Location hasn't changed but I'm not living in the same place. Its useless to respond respond to anything
Hate myself. Hate my life. Gonna die. I don't mind. Pity me, I'm no one. Get a life, get a gun. I can't take this. This is not me. I am nothing. Na na
Little man with the greatest plan a moron with a major scam every week same old stuff fuck, can't you see we've had enough you keep getting the kids
The crisp sheet bedding pulled down to the floor, my raised, tired brows have witnessed its lore and I won't have much to say, if I don't return. Easy
Where do all the lovers meet with one another, in an effort to uncover what has happened to their salad days? The sprite ones on the corner, dream of
never caught you a breakthrough The people are in lines trying to be you Oh, and now you are dancing I see all the waking ones From silhouttes to the
Words are full of meaning Words can be screaming The truth lies somewhere within Syntax, though clever, is never etched in stone and never hidden from
High on a hill where the city seems tame Beyond the shimmer is where I sit and hide Hush now people don?t you cry, It takes a hundred pleas to fetch
We long for the best years of our lives So long to an era, dry your eyes And we don't have a lot to say Outlines of circles on your face Details a certain
't change anything about the way I feel About my little heaven My little heaven Can I pay you some attention Tell me would it be ok I'm a little imperfection
up to you and he Please! Forgive us for what we've done Ms. & Mr. Little Ones Ms. & Mr. Little Ones Look what's happened to our world Ms. & Mr. Little Ones
won't suspect something's wrong here I dance in place And paint my face And act like I belong here CHORUS: Throw back the little ones And pan-fry the big ones
feel no pain 'Cause I'd dedicate my life to you You'll never look for love again Every little...woo! Every little step I... Every little step (Every little...every little
Far beyond our closed reality Live the little ones who dance praising the wine Eating, drinking, singing they twist and shout Look away for the fairy
