Oh my god We've got A Problem On our hands As time comes racing in Shes running out Your falling in but were falling out All your tragedy's have the
have learnt to fly Bring me back to life Help me see the light So bring me back to life So bring me back to life So bring me back to life
The last words I heard before I slammed the door... "You gotta be humble in this life." But my shoulders tell me that ain't right as I race down the
what we wanted. Yes, this is all that we've got. Listen to the streets in this town and you'll hear a plea for dignity in a life without. It's near midnight
The grass was never green. There was never purity. Some say it's all over... stupid fucking jaded burnouts. Young ones: carry on. Destroy and annoy.
funeral home. And drive out past the factories on the gravel roads where it gets so dark. And I can see all the stars and I feel so small 'round midnight
Punching that clock. Finding solace in your hidden thoughts. Taking orders from fucking fools. Everything about it grinds down on you. Just do what you
somebody. I too, have no country. And I know how it feels. If you were shining down on me, I wouldn't kneel. I would stand upright the way you did. All your life
It's a good life if you don't weaken (so I won't weaken) And I'm a kid with a history of confusion. The life that was pushed upon me was one I could
in the crowd. Do you see yourself in me the way I see myself in you? In everything I do I'm always cashing you. Bursting with a passion for life his skin
Sustained by madness. Sustained by Darkness. Heroes and Fuck-ups bounding through time. I sit alone. I raise a strong drink. To your songs. Your words
from my seat and press the cold steel to his head and said "Don't you know who the fuck I am?" He said, "Stagger Lee, please don't take my life. I've
Cut through the haze. The loneliness won't last. Staring down the future. Choking down the past. Time is of the essence. Watch the clock tick. Youth
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Midnight rush with a pen in my hand Inkin Lincoln, sand-script with a fan Remembering me before it began Sometimes I felt so def in the jam 'Cause the
here, let me whisper in your ear An invitation to the dance of life Under the strobe lights, we can let go of it all After midnight, partying until tomorrow
Life is a mystery Everyone must stand alone I hear you call my name And it feels like home When you call my name, it's like a little prayer I'm down
without me Say you know where they are? He said, "I know where they be" Let's peel their caps back Let's peel their caps back Twelve o'clock midnight