Lyrics:
of the war
Slogans that used to be scrawled on the wall
Are written in the heart
A woman bows to Mecca and she struggles to her feet
It's better since
you've been in here, or maybe you were hurting
We all need somewhere to sleep
And to those who I've let in before
Those who scrawled on dreams all
And we will again
Moving on in time and taking more from
Everything that ends
And all things end
All that we intend is scrawled in sand
Or slips
gone
but as long as we go on...
i remember crayon-scrawled cards
pasted with all cut-out hearts.
black and white,
it's overly dramatic
all the colored
am not the name they called me long before
I'm not branded by my enemy
I am not the shame they scrawled out on the floor
I am flying over entropy
I am
You are waiting
Outside your office
Across the street
A man stands alone
In front of his head
A cardboard placard
With a smiley face
Scrawled on it
the gaps
Of others who
Who are the scrawled upon, tossed away lists
Of people they meet
Places they see
Things that they do
Maybe I'll be
Somebody who
Fills
I thought we was grown Pray, Lacii
My Boo
I pray that you never let me go
I got your name scrawled in my face
They saying that I never felt pain
They
now the time to celebrate
The glory of this imperfection
Same thing that's scrawled across the stars
Is written under our skin
New horizon
New
As the springtime
Of my life's time
Turn's the other way
If a swan can have a song
I think I know that tune
But the page is only scrawled
And I am
way
If a swan can have a song
I think I know that tune
But the page is only scrawled
And I am gone this afternoon
But the page is only scrawled
stereo
Volume knob turned down low
And rubbish on the radio
From John O'Groats to Elmer's End
With busted lights and dodgy plates
Scrawled with a ball
The anchors kiss was scrawled
In dyslexic crayon
Yes it all makes sense now
Is this just a life preserver
Of a bivouac tenure
The tropic of cancer
you have involved me and I'm goin' for the fall
It's common knowledge, it's scrawled on the wall
Said you're feelin' shaky I believe you catch my drift
Ask no question
Find no answer
Hear no voices
Can't see where the room ends
Declined invocation
Let ritual fall
Scrawled notes on my doorframe
Forgot
And the spiders come out in the autumn
And the flies breed between the walls
You may not have the words but I’ve got ‘em
Scrawled on scraps
scrawled out a hymn
A secret for me and God
I hope we still get along
We haven't believed in years
I don't know whose side you're on
I scrawled out a hymn
found the line
And then you pushed me over it
Agreeing with the voice in my head
Oh I need some way to go
Ideas scrawled on post it notes
I'm writing
Gaunt ribboned hounds they wallow
Synchronous, what all is scrawled
In finding your better half
Prating mouths of fallow
Catching eyes at the brunt
wasn't there
I'm sure I would have
In your face scrawled in red there was the answer
Which I didn't know how to hear
Why shouldn't I believe that you mean
best to weather the storm
And the dominoes fall
This was predicted in the
Stories scrawled across the wall
We deserve everything we have
Call out
calm
But it holds close like a birthmark
Scrawled across my palms
And it reads like a scrapbook
Self-indulgent and dull
Scrawled across my palms
It
the rain
I was scared to stay there
but to scared to say it
We found “I love you”
scrawled on a frame
cnd thank God we left it
Superstition
Left us missing
behind the helm
Seven signs scrawled on the sails
The water's salt
Glass is dark
13 thorns
Put the petals in
Cover of night
To the woods
Bury you deep
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