Lyrics:
And it's inadequate to describe where I am
In the room of my house
Where the light has never been
Waiting for this day to end
And these clocks keep
Thank goodness for the curtains that I draped around the windows in my room
They keep the sun from shining through so it won't find me here in all
Dawson's maniac
[Chorus]
You think that you know everything
Take one step back and look at yourself
I think you don't know anything
All my friends
It's not too much to ask for
What we've already paid for
We want everything
I will not stand in line
I will not watch one more soul die
In sweat
In
Angelica
Sweet Angelica
Now in my silent room
I tend the flowers that I buy
As they slowly fade and die
Watered by the tears I cry for my Angelica
My
The inside and outside
Are both meaningless to me
I wont stand by your side
Through anything
And everything that you want I am
Night that gives no
I've become an illusion
I've become everything I hate
Eyes despised by their sockets
Hands despised by the arms they hang on
If there's room for
pray for grace and forgiveness
All what life throw at me make I fit chest
I put everything on God He knows best
Out here people are so wicked
Precious
What keeps you loyal baby I just wanna know
10,000 comments on yo post you in yo GLO
I say you sexy than a sun bitch
I break everything but neva break
at uu
is it strange, i'm missing uu
every day im blue
crying in this room
every tear for uu
could i be enough for uu
IT'S EVERYTHING YOU DO
do i have
We are paid by those who
Learn by our mistakes
"'The Working Hour' was thrown
Together during, um, rehearsals
- erm, rehearsals for our last tour erm
to I'm passing by
Doing everything I said I would be doing
You never hear a nigga say that Saba lied
Since a pacifier in the crib
I was mad inspired
yeah? Puto want to squabble with mi barrio?
Oh, yeah? Tell 'em they can run it for the cardio
Oh, yeah? Everything is everything, it's scandalous
Slow
follow you into the dark
You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time for
Funny how everything changes for me
Memories take me away
Each time I open the door to my room
Where I must stay in all day
I don't want to be
knowing you'll never see someone again.
For me ,though,life just carries on
and everything seems sadder,
knowing there's no room for anything
but being
In pieces, in separate rooms
By then I had lost my voice
It was over, I couldn't cope or
Offer up anymore time
When was the last laugh we had
Like
being a slave is so great
As gas fill the room and rockets destroy everything around him
He stands to find himself surrounded
By thousands of soldiers
On this night every year a man breaks in your house
He sneaks around with a sack for the kids he's quiet as a mouse
Creeps into your children's rooms
That'll do"
"Carmichael was a credit to the force
In everything he did
It's like we've got a big hole in our side
Where he fit
If any of you
is flashing by so fast
I tucked him in last night
On another crackling telephone line
With a kiss goodbye as I drove past my exit sign
I played a show
In a green room with high ceilings, hypocrites and maniacs
Ignorance and new division
These are the times we live in
And i'm tired
I'm tongue-tied
is so great
As gas fills the room and rockets destroy
Everything around him he stands to find himself surround
By thousands of soldiers that his once
and they stayed the night
And then they cleaned out the refrigerator
They ate everything in sight
And then they stayed up in the living room
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