like this, no I hear you talking, your excuses make me sick It's getting old Is there anything that I could've said To help you fix what you broke in your head
번역: 표백제. 머리에 부러.
leave it like this Hear you talking Your excuses make me sick It's getting old Is there anything that I could've said To help you fix What's broke in your head
she falls from the Heavens? And I'll love her yet, she has done me wrong And I'll bring her back, she has been long gone And I'll always be her broken
head Do you know what a drag it is Having a broken, wasted head? Rubber hammer and broken head Rubber hammer and broken head Rubber hammer and broken head Rubber hammer and broken head
Some girls go to church on Sunday Live life by the golden rule You got girls gonna graduate one day Some become louder from party school Some they walk
you something good A planet with no roof The leading edge of truth It's waiting up there Broken head spilling air what an atmosphere I really feel such a thrill Broken
These are the darkest of times Where acceptance and love are cast aside for Bitter judgement By broken spirits vomiting curses To raise one self to greater
I was just a broken head I stole the world that others punctured Now I stumble through the garbage Slide and tumble, slide and stumble Beak and claw,
Look behind, your head is on fire Whirling masses, rolling ashes Keep on yawning, career dawning Life is tasteless, folding paces To turn away from the
I was sittin' in a truck stop Watchin' tumbleweeds roll by Tryin' to read the menu When the waitress caught my eye She pulled a pencil from her hair
It's been separating in my head The roads we've traveled down before your crash And putting all your trash this time it's gone And nothing stays the
out the broken prose And when the curtain close I'll be behind you with a knife at your back And I'll fight your hate With whats in my head And whats
re just, just, just wasting time Something happens and I'm head over heels I never find out until I'm head over heels Something happens and I'm head
rolled my hair and put my lipstick on In the glass of her boudoir There's nothin' wrong with lovin' who you are She said, 'cause He made you perfect, babe So hold your head
up relationship gotta man it up for you to act right boy boy youve got to act right (Chorus) im a maniac a maniac eh cause if its concerning you then i lose my head
bolt Mind so sharp, I fuck around and cut my head off Real nigga all day and tomorrow But these motherfuckers talkin' crazy like they jaw broke Glass
