to life.
revolution. Some how. . Now I'm lost
your freedom. And this world I'll overcome. .
. Sometimes I get so down when you're not around. And I'd rather see you dead, see you dead Tonight you're sleepin' by his side. I tried to see you but you let him decide. I'm a threat now, well are you
Childbirth tears upon her muscle. Very first second a screaming icon. Babies in time barely even recognise. Words that once stroked now bruising tired lips. . My idea of love comes from. A
. When I look in your eyes, baby I need a second Sunday so I can be with you. I'm gonna go tell Monday this is something I've got to do. Another 24 hours is all that it takes. Sometimes love just needs
moving in like a demon. Go, go, go, go. Dying to go. She moving in like a demon. . Dead girl, dead girl. Dead girl, dead girl. . Well, she blew uptown on a cemetery sound. And wore her leather
Father has a business strictly second hand. Everything from toothpicks to a baby-grand. Stuff in our apartment came from fathers store. Even things I'm wearing someone wore before. Its no wonder
Father has a business strictly second hand. Everything from toothpicks to a baby-grand. Stuff in our apartment came from fathers store. Even things I'm wearing someone wore before. Its no wonder
Father has a business strictly second hand. Everything from toothpicks to a baby-grand. Stuff in our apartment came from fathers store. Even things I'm wearing someone wore before. Its no wonder
Father has a business strictly second hand. Everything from toothpicks to a baby-grand. Stuff in our apartment came from fathers store. Even things I'm wearing someone wore before. Its no wonder
He wasn't lookin' for fanfare or fame. but it all came around just the same. He then met a girl with desire in her eye,. he gave her love, she took his name. The times they were good, the times
no one to know?. Who told tomorrow. Tuesday's dead? What's my ***, what's my name?. All in all, it's all the same. Everybody plays a different game, that is all. Now, man may live, man may die
in the bathroom. Manager can't find the key. I pity that man but from where I stand. It's lookin' like the prisoner is me Chorus. So won'tcha kick it in now second wind. We got two more hours to
I see a graveyard's past. The revolution's taken back. Whatever happened to the sons No more sunshine here. Only darkness here. There's no one living in this town 'Cause the dead are dancing
gun, cut me with a knife. Take your bare hands baby, rip out my eyes You knocked me to the floor then you bit me in the neck, well. Hit me again 'cause I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet, no no I'm not
Music O-P Trr, Lyrics O-P Trr A broken voice from the broken dreams. My heart is drowning in loveblood. I can't forget your leaving shape. Everyday is like a long walk in the cold rain. I'm
. The nightmares ride away. When you refuse to play. Oh go and read a book. It's so much more worth while. Being a song-smith crook. Study death in style. Death in style This language used is all
need you so but now I know that you don't feel the same It's all over town, you put me down. A second hand love, a second hand love Though late at night, I sit alone and count the tears that fall. I'd
need you so but now I know that you don't feel the same It's all over town, you put me down. A second hand love, a second hand love Though late at night, I sit alone and count the tears that fall. I'd
