Lyrics:
are the eyes are glued to mine
Glued to mine, glued to mine
I noticed, this makes you shake
Keep pushing, ‘till you’ve had all you can take,
Let’s
around the moon
There may come a day when you feel anger
China cracked and glued by clumsy hand
Veins of memory touching only hunger
The heart devours
you
I might find you
I'm no different from the claw they mic from the stair
Or fake diamonds that are glued to eyes of plastic crows
Thought that where
when I ran out of dimes.
It's strange how the wine works on a fool,
It seeps through his mind,
Leaves him glued to the stool.
Women leave you
jokers
Glued to that damn hockey game
Hey honey-you've got lots of cash
Bring us round a bottle
And we'll have some laughs
Gin's what I'm drinking
I
of fools
Sitting glued to their stools
Drowning in sadness and Rose wine
And every day it's getting less hard to be
Never together but close sometimes
that, Senor?
Senor, Senor, do you know where she's hidin'
How long are we gonna be ridin'
How long must I keep my eyes glued to the door
Will there
that, senor?
Senor, senor, do you know where she is hidin'?
How long are we gonna be ridin'?
How long must I keep my eyes glued to the door?
Will
Don't mean to stare at you from across the room
It's like I'm glued to the sheer sight of you
And you're so smooth, it's pitiful
Know you could
jokers
Glued to that damn hockey game
Hey honey-you've got lots of cash
Bring us round a bottle
And we'll have some laughs
Gin's what I'm drinking
I
I can't remember when I first saw her
It's all a blur now
Perhaps it's better left this way
Untouched glued
Pushed away
I can't remember when I
people who have tuned in late,
Number 30 just sat a record. (voom)
There he goes now, passing everybody.
Every eye glued on that car,
Looks very funny with
On late shift, feeling drowsy eyes glued to the display
Dead cert alert, lit match to the straw
One last quick game of bowls, we can still win the day
boots
Running wild on the bayou
Now I'm talking on a walkie-talkie
Credit card glued to my hand
Feels good
When you wanna be with me then we will
boots
Running wild on the bayou
Now I'm talking on a walkie-talkie
Credit card glued to my hand
Feels good
When you wanna be with me then we will
there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Brian's still glued to the radio
Louie's lookin' out the rear window
Guy's got around to orderin' fries
But root
makes sense
PewDiePie and Jacksepticeye
I have always happy mood
PewDiePie and Jacksepticeye
They're for each other all the time glued
Now as they
break
Up?
Yeah, glue, glue, glue
Done with always tryna run away
From you
Even when I try to stay away
From you
I'm glued to you
I'm glued to you
slave
It's tied to the ebb and flow
Generations get glued to the waves
Just to see which way they'll go
There's a desperation on wild street corners
glued together from the green light glow
From a million miles an hour to settling into something sweet and slow
I'm the owner of that heart you stole
beware
All those angels with their wings glued on
'cause deep down
We are frightened and we're scared
If you don't stare
Who wants honey
As long
Your eyes are glued, glued to the news
They say there's two sides, you better choose
A civil war they want you fighting for
The ones in power who
for this town
We couldn't touch them with a ten-foot pole
No, it didn't seem to rattle at all
They were glued together body and soul
That much
for this town
We couldn't touch them with a ten-foot pole
No, it didn't seem to rattle at all
They were glued together body and soul
That much
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