What lies ahead is hit or miss Carefully planned out every step Why can't we leave? Why can't we leave it be? The things you hope may be down the road
What lies ahead is hit or miss Carefully planned out every step Why can't we leave? Why can't we leave it be? The things you hold may be down the road
I DON'T STOP TILL YOU TELL ME TOO I TELL THE TRUTH WHEN YOU TELL ME TOO WHEN IT COMES OUT NOTHING I DO WILL MAKE YOU TAKE WHAT I GIVE TO YOU YOU DON'T
Feel is a word I can't explain At least not in words that are plain Make it easy to express But I'll try to do my best To hit you where it counts I just
Her husband is a decent man Kind as anyone you know But whiskey got a hold of him And won't let go and even though She hates him when he's stumbling
Waiting by the side of the road For day to break so we could go Down into Los Angeles With dirty hands and worn out knees I keep crawling back to you
Oh, what would I do, oh, what would I do, babe? Honey, I have this feeling, it's never ever, ever explained Yeah, I'm afraid a part of my heart Would
The wine's just fine You're gonna need somebody when I'm gone You're gonna need somebody when I'm gone Your eyes are black as midnight Death comes trippin
{Just let me tell you what a liar will do He's always comin' with something new He'll steal your heart with false pretensions Makin' out like he's your
Light greets me But it's too overwhelming Held and passed With words and laughs Why do these arms feel so familiar? Brother, take my hand! You guide
I want to protect myself from others Dream, I run to a better place hell, illusions, see This state of me unconscious cannot want to undertake to feel
The eve of my collapse, I was feeling slightly murderous So I intercepted cupid's arrow With passion and precision, I severed the pig's head It's the
Hello Americans, this is Klaus from Common Denominator That is the band you are listening to right now, we are from Finland This is the second song on
It's raining, what has become of my painting All the colors are running So all the colors run, so all the colors run See what they've become a wonderful
Stupid...can't fuck with this (I know) Bring your whole team kid. Yea dunn [Verse 1- Havoc] Yo, I love my niggas for that We strike back, handle business
I been thinkin' 'bout a place Like a dream that tries to show Can you see it in my face That it's time again to go When I hear her callin' me From a
I'm just a smile away from cryin' whenever I'm this close to you Just a touch away from heartache just an arm's lenght from you I'm just a step away from