Lyrics:
On your old town
You begin
A bit unassured
A bit insecure
I climbed up
And saw the world I lacked
And my fist stone cracked
Foundations collapsed
Standing
We all long to belong
We all need to be needed
Loneliness is our disease
Still we bite the hand that feeds
Where did we go wrong
Insecure
wearing a disguise);
Take a chance on you,
(You just be you),
(take a chance on you).
[Verse 2:]
I can't say the world has changed,
They still judge by
Flame
Bruised she feels
Insecure and jilted
Like a thief he tried to steel her soul
Slyer than his easy smile
He tried to use her for a while
have written
Stand on some sofas
Bear with our hands
And those who reach well
Will be farmed by some industry
It herds the golden cattle
Before
Stick the needle in your vein
And the drum beat goes like this...
We live day by day and you never gonna hold us back!
I can see the sky turn
for this withered wonderland
Strangled by your hand, baby, Kalifornia
Worry not my timid child
Drop your load and rest awhile
Keep these photographs
a nation full of envy
Insecure and losing sleep
We're a nation full of jealous boyfriends
Driven nuts by facts and history
We're a nation full of ivy
can't get my head around you at all
I'm troubled I'll wonder to the very end
Why always I'm followed by my imaginary friend
Just you run along
You haven't
The first day I came
I was insecure and lame
And you had no respect
You thought I was a shame
If I had the chance I´d do it again and again
light-years side to side;
It bulges in the middle sixteen thousand light-years thick,
But out by us it's just three thousand light-years wide.
We're thirty
the ravens whisper:
"Please come, fly with us! Please come, fly with us!"
Confused and insecure I stopped for a while
And beheld the ravens disappear
that's close to me, but I'm not the only guy who sits here waiting for you, as you keep passing by. and you'll never hear it anyway, but I'd like to say
more
Old alcoholic insecure punk
What you hit my momma for?
Now I got so many personalities
It's a shame
And since pressure can bust a pipe
I'm relieving
Oh to be as the birds are
Unburdened by loneliness
Oh to be a shining star
So far away with no regret
Oh to live in some photograph
Smiling and in
lounge by the billabong, sing a song with hella flavour
When I hit a bong I'm going to willy wonkas elevator
I'll see you later, I'm talking to Mary when
Like a ghost emptiness haunted his years
Still his heart was made of nothing less than good, oh
Insecure narrative in his head, something less than
(Willcox)
This is your five minute call five minutes ladies and gentlemen thank you
Where's my lunch?
Where's my fucking lunch?
Big big tears
By
You are what I make you...dirty little whore
You are what I give you...nothing more
You are what I tell you...loved by no one
You are what I left
Bob Marley
Everything is gonna be alright
Said I want you by my side
'Til the day that I die
We can drink get high
We can dance all night
Your mind is created by your name
My name isn't Katherine
My name isn't Crystal
My name isn't Nicki or Chad or Sebastian
But thank you for
on whomever
Whomever your heart endeavors
Disturbed by words and movement
Stuck in what were doing
Refuse to improve secluded
Excluded with self excuses
Thought
about repeating it
It's 6AM & I'm ready to go at it again
Let's have a funeral for the part of you that's insecure
You're coughin coffin
Like somebody
Late last night I thought of you
And all the things you said and done and will come true
You have been here by my side
You held me close each time
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