Looking through this keyhole, I see myself. Convictions of the future turn to doubt. That's when I have to realize that things aren't bad. I push
this is just speculation, just speculation, your pain cannot compete with incineration incineration. his skin cracks underneath the radiation
I understand the night's last call for another star. I watch it fall Cast atop a wish I give, together we alone. I piece together love's last joy and
These last four years, I tried to speak my mind but no one hears. Speak my mind... When will they ever? I'll never know Can't seem to find a reason
There was once a kid Who had no hope inside his mind. People putting him down Cause he had a big appetite. Day after day, its all the same; Put downs
There's a guy I know in town, Always drunk and always passed out. All he wants is a hoochie mama by his side. Always at the corner begging, "Can you
So now I remember That I saw you yesterday. Tuesday seems so far away. And there is so much, so much in our way. I'm still up missing you; You're asleep
These last four years, I tried to speak my mind but no one hears. Speak my mind... When will they ever? I'll never know Can't seem to find a reason why
The walls are thin as usual. Right down the hall, I can hear them fight again. And the topic, Well, the topic, Is the same... The same as last night.
Sometimes I wonder where you go at night. All alone, burning bridges, was your choice right? I can see you walk away. Situation is turning gray. At
I've seen some things and I've done some too. I'm trying hard just to make it through today. I'm a little taller now but There's still a little room
Looking through this keyhole, I see myself. Convictions of the future turn to doubt. That's when I have to realize that things aren't bad. I push on
It's about time I wake up, And let my soul come out clean To this girl that I once loved, But whose face I never see. Freshman year, drew a picture,
Driving down this road again, I think and think about tomorrow. Waiting patiently to see the signs, To make it seem Like I can stay alive. The innocence
this is just speculation, just speculation, your pain cannot compete with incineration incineration. his skin cracks underneath the radiation. the radiation
He's on a mission; British intelligence; A press gray suit and a cold PPK in his fist. The enemy's out to get him in his Technicolor world. With his
What can I say, I've lost a day When all thoughts seem rearranged With the picture oh-so-clear But I can't see it. I figure it's just another way. It