Lyrics:
hard times.
And you know, babe, there’s no forever.
(Solo)
Sometimes, it's like you end this way.
Everything turns to grey, seems to fade away.
But
only one
So I just have to remember YOU
Won't be fooled by what's become, of this place
The way's been forgotten, spinning 'round the Sun, still
There's
Written by Kim Wilde & Steve Byrd
They said "stick with your own kind
You`re out of your depth
Think you`ve had it bad so far
You`re not finished
walls
Made of
Air, there is no air in this place
I can’t see the way no more
Destroy me and everything I’ve got
I remember your voice
But I forgot all
to figure out from where you came
Because a star like hers,
Man, it really occurs in a world like this,
Only way you ever meet a girl like this.
Get up in
You're holding out your hand
Are you falling
You're talking to yourself
Nobody's there
There's a burning in your heart
Like a hunger
There's
a new love
Board a passing by ship on the fray
But, babe, it just don't work out that way
The sun beats a hard one, you're sticky with salt on your brow
with her
Maybe it was her smile, her personality or
The way she shook her shimmy or the clothes she wore
But whatever it was, Minnie the Moocher was
take my hand and i'll pull you away
i watched you grow up
influenced by the way of another
pulling you apart
stripping out your heart
its fading
run
and patience,
The way you raised us
It worked out, it worked out just fine for me,
Thank you mama, thank you mama, thank you mama, thank you mama
Yes i am KOA
I have come to see you
Let down is all I've witnessed, I'm blue
Is there a way to drift in the plane
Finding out how to reconnect
Ended rummaging in
You always lived with them saying what you're supposed to do
They've shown you a long way for dreams to become true
When you get there you find out
they're sleep walking their way through life
Sitting there and getting by
Like all the other friends of mine
Wishing for something more
Wishing for
Reading all these
Notes here
All these
Conversations
Seem familiar
The way you
Treating me
Feels familiar
And all these
Run arounds
Seem familiar
Breathe in, breathe out
There's a wire behind us, forcing us down
Straight on, crash now
Sliding deeper and deeper, there's no other way out
We have
my car.
I believe in me to do it.
Break my back along the way.
Bust my balls just to get there.
While listening to Brian May.
Just got a new car
to the game
cant be selling cds n still selling dem thangs
cause bitches drop names n bring alot of piorblems
n puttin somthing in dey head the only way u gona
I spend my time in cottonwood looking for a sign
Sitting by myself and I`m running out of time
Listen to the wind talking just to me
Listen now
created by the lack of my sanity
There's no way out now
From a prey to a predator
No way out now
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
When liers and gashes
Turn ashes
you sign, Mr. Ghostface, package for a friend, here
Right by the X, my bad, here's a pen
[Method Man]
Gucci flip flops, I box my way to the kitchen
keeping our tempo day by day
Strollin' out in the early mornin'
There is no place that I would rather be
Than here with you walking next to me
me
Or if I'm a face
In the back of her story
Oh well
Guess there's one way to tell
by
Ones love
Wishes wishes tell me what
You're wishing for
The sun is down and there you are
Once more doubting what's afar
Head up inner being
Between bleeding out what
Will make me drown
And closing in what I cannot afford to spill
Either way, I must cauterize, cauterize the open wound
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