you When you can't be bought In my blood, in my soul In this mind of mine Can your touch turn me cold? Make my glitter shine? Who's gonna pray for
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allegiance See this ball of confusion might cause a conclusion, boy I see you're cruising for a bruising Fucking with a principal that don't like students
the dawning of a new We are heading for the sun, we are We are heading for the sun, we are We are heading for the sun, we are We are heading for the
most loved The youngest was the cherub A small boy from a poor house Who turned into a killer A blushed rose If he had to say, ?Hello? A lopsided grin
, those were the days Soft memory of voices in the other room Comforting you, as you fall asleep Staring at the mother-daughter clones go by We're in a
young don't you think (don't you think) To promise anything (anything) Too young don't you know Understand me and let me go Ooh-ooh-ooooooh, too young for promises Ooh-ooh-ooooooh, too young for
what you waitin' for Do you want me to say I'm sorry, well baby girl then I'm sorry (for the things I've done) Tell me what you waitin' for Won't you
know your legs are gonna give out soon When your joints begin to squeak If you practice for a week You can walk around and play yourself a tune Your voice
As the rain poured down, the people cheered, an innocent man was killed that day, he must die, to save our lives, he placed our sins, upon his back, they
Nothing to do but sit around and make a mess with you Watching the world from your rooftop looking down We never care, summertime and we ain't going anywhere
simple long time ago Now everything is so expensive and complicated I hear you need a license For just about anything Used to be that A handshake was a
mother Right into the arms of a lover I should walk away from you in my brand new shoes Because I'm just too young, too young for the blues I'm a baby
in love, vinnie Tell me, tell me what's the reason There was a picture on the story That showed a young sophisticator Who falls in love three pages
If life is like a candle bright Then death must be the wind You can close your window tight And it still comes blowing in So I will climb the highest
If life is like a candle bright, death must be the wind You can close your window tight and it still comes flowing in So I will climb the highest hill
If it takes away the pain it's all right We're living so hard you might not make it through tonight Follow the bright lights, they might change you If
you, then I would know for sure, closer to you I imagine how you feel, tell me the only thing that's real If you would let me in, then I would know for
