Basically, I'm complicated I have a hard time taking the easy way I wouldn't call it schizophrenia But I'll be at least two people today If that's okay
Moving on the evening of the 87th day Maybe a solution might affect you right away Jesus taught Himself, a certain state of mind Line 'em up, move 'em
La gente me seU?A±ala Me apuntan con el dedo Susurran a mis espaldas Y a mi me importa un bledo Que mas me da Si soy distinta a ellos No soy de
La gente me senala, me apunta con el dedo Susurra a mis espaldas y a mi me importa un bledo Que mas me da si soy distinta a ellos No soy de nadie, no
It's over today The heat is gone Time is gone F for fake I feel no wrong Hide no wrong I love this place The lights.... Under this face So dry.... Only
The words are so familiar - all the same greats, the same mistakes It doesn't have to be like this. If you don't make a friend, now One might make
I started a joke Which started the whole world crying Oh but I didn't see That the joke was on me, oh no And I started to cry Which started the whole
I remember the days when your love was enough for me Back when trusting the words that you said came naturally Now the status of me and you has changed
The whole world is full of people living lives of worry What's the hurry, who cares? The whole world is full of people wasting time just thinking Thinking
Who cares how much I need that face in my life? Who cares how much I want to hang around? Who cares how much I need that look in my life? Who cares
Hello This is the operator with a collect call from the LA County jail from Tommy Will you accept the charges? Theory of relativity to spirituality a
Release me from this struggle to be free Take my hand Lead me to the promised land of your love Step outside of this superficial life Put your pretty
Who gives a shit! If people are starving & disease is spreading If rainforest are destroyed & animals tested If poverty & crime & militar leader arise
The workers started at 6:30 in the morning They got up bright and early to fix the roof next door and Workers climbed, hammers chimed, pounding nails
Did you ever wake up in the morning With a freight train running through your head? An empty whiskey bottle by your pillow And a burned out unfinished
Close your eyes to the horror Close your eyes to the pain When you live in a box No one knows your name Living in the street Moms and kids with nothing
Staring at the sky There's angels in the snow Wishing she could fly high Above the world below All that she wanted is to be wanted She's sitting on the