What I own in my plastic account is a carpet of nails Moving towards the result this purchase will lay on myself Being broke on my own for a change makes
Please wake up from this dream I really need to leave We haven't got much time Show me what's in your mind It's so sweet of you to say But my heart is
The sand on which she walked isn't there now Building hasn't built on it seashells All the jellyfish have no place to wash ashore But I can still be
fifty years No one asks for more money cuz nobody cares Even though they're pretty low and their rent's in arrears Matthew & Son, Matthew & Son, Matthew & Son, Matthew
This might hurt, it's not safe But I know that I've gotta make a change I don't care if I break At least I'll be feeling something 'Cause just okay is
Crazy how it feels tonight Crazy how you make it all alright love You crush me with the things you do I do for you anything too Sitting smoking feeling
You cannot quit me so quickly Is no hope in you for me No corner you could squeeze me But I got all the time for you, love The space between the tears
Where are you going With your long face pulling down? Don?t hide away, like an ocean But you can?t see, but you can smell And the sound of waves crash
Cyrus Jones 1810 to 1913 Made his great grandchildren believe You could live to 103 A hundred and three is forever when you're just a little kid So, Cyrus
I say my hell is the closet I'm stuck inside Can't see the light And my heaven is a nice house in the sky Got central heating and I'm alright Yeah yeah
Started with a rose, ended up the millionairess queen In your new electric chair, sweetly sitting there building up steam You watch your mind little bit
I haven't been a good friend For a long, long time You know I wasn't happy Behind the smile Anywhere you look A reason to believe But I think of what
Bad blood set you up for a fall You think you're so smart that you're fooling us all But it seems, you must have done something wrong You say you'll
Tell me what you want me to do, tell me what you want me to say When nothing I do or say is enough Everything fits but the size of my love Out of proportion
Instead of running Stay and keep it coming You're getting your kicks right at the source You're taking the guidance from the force Where do you get love
You come lookin' for protection a revolver in your hand And that puts it in a language that I think I understand Don't need to concentrate to push it
Capture the spirit of adversity Be sure to put the lid on tight and watch it carefully Sew shut the mouth of the river slut The entrance to a place discussed