Lyrics:
Like a pervert on a crowded bus
A glare of love bears down on us
Like a carcass left out in the heat
This love is bursting out of me
the going gets rough
See the amplified sample I've grown with.
I grab the microphone the unthinkable happens
See the rocket's red glare like the guns;
The wristware give off a glare, so when ya stare, do so with care
'Round here we one hundred but them boys far from it
Everyday I'm in the paper like
Flying chunks of hot debris rushing through the air
Vapors causing blisters, eyes blinded by the glare
Clouds that shower death, hell falling from
Meet me on the banks of the Yangtze, Suzie
Beneath the glare of the New-West Yard
We'll watch the barges cart away the waste of another day
We'll
Meet me on the banks of the Yangtze, Suzie
Beneath the glare of the New-West Yard
We'll watch the barges cart away the waste of another day
We'll
Lost in space above all drifting
To a place where planets shifting
The moon erased, it's features lifting
The glare
But I am the stuff of happy
Oh it's painful kneading
Yes, I lie and I wrangle with prospective angles
That glare me down and face me with all I do wrong
Why do they all look like
outside the entrance
In the Hummer, people glare
Then they stop, stare and wonder
Who I am and who I'm not
I just take it in my stride
But I ain't
said, 'We are what we lack'
And this guy's the autodidact
Stares into the glare of the TV lights
It can't be Nashville every night
With its la la oh
the sun's going down
And the traffic's thinning out and the glare is hard to take
I wish the West Texas Highway was a mobius strip
I could ride it out
We hit the highway in the shimmer glare of summer
And past the window all the trees flew by behind her
She tuned the radio 'til music was around us
the Braves game, where you headed man?
Dawn county line, ready to straight mine
Watch the sun glare, peep the cold air
Those that understood, those that
bound to make us estranged
Softer me all over your shoulders
Cold shadow in the glare of the glow
Factory billboards on outskirts of cities
Shine down
the glare of day, and my cup is full
It's so nice to get off my feet
Trace the spotlight's shine over me
Heavy comes serenity, the blinding lamp of reverie
breeze in the air
Blowing circles through my hair
My eyes blind by headlights glare
I'm still here waiting for you
We once walked these streets
In
way you got to go to make a fun house party or notty
You gotta check this out yo la da di
There's a party over there
With glamours and glare do dance
pinky cause a glare
We doing great over here, how you livin' over there?
Dior from the feet up, today I'm looking clean
2K for the shirt, shout out
There's a light in your hair, an apocalyptic glare
We're in love again, we're in love again
And it looks just like a comet, fire coming from it
Oh
face in the headlights' lonely glare
But, with the big ol' moon steady on the rise
And the hammer down across the great divide
I'll be pushin' through
you to hold that
Just there
Beauty in bold, I stare
'Cause your froze in the cold night air
As the show lights glare
You can hold my beer
'Cause
The devil's at our door
The bloodwoods shiver in the glare of summers haze
Dust of ancient lands breathes beneath our feet
Since the dawn
The devil's at our door
The bloodwoods shiver in the glare of summers haze
Dust of ancient lands breathes beneath our feet
Since the dawn
and tea
I gaze across the table, she glares right back at me
And when we're getting low on jam
I give her the last spoonful, that's just the way I am
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