in your eyes, We live in a jar, i think the lids the sky, You're hoping for a savior on your cross outside. Stars are just a million little fireflies
eyes, Stones in your eyes, Living in a jar, think the lids the sky, You're hoping for a savior on your cross outside. Stars are just a million little
Stones in your eyes, We live in a jar, i think the lids the sky, You're hoping for a savior on your cross outside. Stars are just a million little
joie renversant les miseres Car le temps en balayant l'hiver A fait peau neuve et a la ronde Le soleil arme d'un pinceau vert A tout repeint pour qu'
Hey, yo don't be offended, when I slashin' ya face Im doin' you a favor punk you off to a better place A nutcase wit a taste for torture A bloody butcher
they all roll on by burried again, I remember who I am Well I woke outside to threes a crowd the summer was festering down blood inside a honey jar,
for old We sing the same old song, just like a vintage car You can look but you won't ever drive it We drink the same old wine from a brand new jar
sauce Hit the block just to floss Got an 87 flee 7 coats Extra gloss lookin mean One the scene so clean I'm a kill em It's a new epidemic Bird Flu, I'm a
so hard to drown them, they won't do that to me 'Cause I'm workin' hard savin' all my money And the tips in this jar will buy a brand new set of wings
and lose twenty pounds a day Hear the story of the man born without a head And top psychics all agree that the telephone company Will have a brand new
I'm on the 714, cause I got a brand new jar, Lemons put some light in my life, keep me happy through the night I'm a lude boy, I don't care if I
It's seen a lot of tan legs Got a kick ass radio Heard a lot of singing along To some country songs and rock 'n' roll Got a .38 bullet hole Courtesy
d you get those pants Hey foxy lady This shiny silver sweaty shirt stuck to my skin You give my brand new pants a brand new happy fit Reveals the hot
the highest jar And if I came back from the grave for a while Would you, could you make a dead man smile? I'd wear you on my arm like a brand new scar
A mason jar full of shine, a CD of Leann Rhimes Is what I bought for our anniversary tonight Now here I stand with my petunias in hand And you've got
