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Walk Idiot Walk [Enhanced] (The Hives) · Son of Walk That Walk (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Walk That Walk, Talk That Talk (The Fabulous Thunderbirds) · Walk How We Walk (Big Inf) · Powerful Stuff/Walk That Walk, Talk That Talk (The Fabulous Thunderbirds) · Walk Don't Run/Walk, Don't Run, Vol. 2 (The Ventures) · Walk That Walk (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Powerful Stuff/Walk That Walk, Talk That Talk (The Fabulous Thunderbirds) · Walk the Walk...Talk the Talk (HeadCat) · You'll Never Walk Alone/Golden Boy (Roy Hamilton) – and 90 other albums »


I've done my girl so wrong and I don't know what I was thinking 
Now she's gone cause she was fed up with me
(This is a portrait of a woman)
Then
highness'
Soft-focused by death, by history

I am the Limner
I make portraits in miniature
These two girls were separated by two hundred years
But still
You alone alone alone

Beautiful, Gorgeous,
I ain't tryna buy your time I can't afford it
What I'm tryna do is paint a pretty portrait
Me and you
If I were a painting
Captured on canvas
Alone in the portrait I would stand
And brush strokes bold
Yet soft as a whisper
The work of a feminine
Can't stand by myself
Hate to sleep alone
Surprises always help
So I take somebody home
To find out how I feel
Feel like just a baby
Portrait
Surrounded by
A hundred friends
But still you feel
Alone
I love L.A
That's hard to say
I walk alone down a crowded street
And see your face in everybody I meet
When's it gonna end
Every single night I crawl into bed
[Hoping sleep
and tired and all alone
Yes, I'm five hundred miles away from home

Can't remember when I ate
it's just thumb and walk and wait
And I'm still five
Frightened survivor in my world too shy to see
Softly I spoke, softly I'm dying
Crushed by your power, by my willingness to bleed 

I know a hundred ways
it all right on my back
Now I'm five hundred miles away from home

Away from home, away from home
Cold and tired and all alone
Yes, I'm five hundred
it all right on my back
Now I'm five hundred miles away from home

Away from home, away from home
Cold and tired and all alone
Yes, I'm five hundred
it all right on my back
Now I'm five hundred miles away from home

Away from home, away from home
Cold and tired and all alone
Yes, I'm five hundred
So many people with nothing to do
Hundreds of buildings that block out my view
Watched by a tramp with a hole in his shoe
Standing alone
it all right on my back
Now I'm five hundred miles away from home

Away from home, away from home
Cold and tired and all alone
Yes, I'm five hundred
it all right on my back
Now I'm five hundred miles away from home

Away from home, away from home
Cold and tired and all alone
Yes, I'm five hundred
birth a rellik a killer
But all I want to do is live
No matter how miserable it is

Please sing to me a song alone
Please take me on home alone

I
it all right on my back
Now I'm five hundred miles away from home

Away from home, away from home
Cold and tired and all alone
Yes, I'm five hundred
Can't stand by myself
Hate to sleep alone
Surprises always help
So I take somebody home
To find out how I feel
Feel like just a baby
Portrait
it all right on my back
Now I'm five hundred miles away from home

Away from home, away from home
Cold and tired and all alone
Yes, I'm five hundred
it all right on my back
Now I'm five hundred miles away from home

Away from home, away from home
Cold and tired and all alone
Yes, I'm five hundred
By two and two
Have left me one by one
It's a long and lonesome road
I've got to walk alone

Don't know where
Don't even care
I just keep
step 
We walk alone 
We walk alone 
We walk alone 
We walk alone 

One heart filled with silence 
One heart filled with pain 
One heart filled
a little more than enough
To make a man throw himself away
I continue
To burn the midnight lamp 
Alone

Now the smiling portrait of you
Is still
a little more than enough
To make a man throw himself away
I continue
To burn the midnight lamp 
Alone

Now the smiling portrait of you
Is still
skins like to go to the motels
but your ass won't know to the hotels
Cause a lip is zipped, I paint pictures
A portrait, a self far from ??
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