I've been thrown and left for dead It's not for you it's been said My future is dying, my family crying And only myself, I am lying Scared alone, tired
(Lyrics by Joseph Parrella Music by Joseph Parrella,Christopher Ragone,Adrian Baldor and John Rodriguez) Am I singing all the wrong songs or are my words
John driving down 87, no looking back the CD's playing The music's good and I'm alright and if its great it's a good life Changing lanes lets make it
I want to live fast and die old but if my heart stops beating I still got soul. I want to crash on the highway and drown in the lake, hurt myself to see
I have a lack of shared thought, "Oh, so just let me go" You see this right here? " yea ,well I just don't know" I sit and think, you talk and write You
My girlfriend has faith in me, something that I never had I think I suck at guitar, she says "you're not bad" My dreams were shattered a long long time
Bleed me blue baby, Like you can do Bleed me blue baby, Like I let you This drive is so lonely and I'm gripping the rosary I'll never do it again well
Heavenly skies of fate Restore the silver gleam To this rusted lot that borrows gloom Let the sun fill our eyes with gold again As we age among the towers
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Living everyday Trapped behind the walls And it's something you defend Pain is in your eyes You're holding back the tears So why is it that you pretend
King of the stage Slave to the mirror He passes the time In a struggle with fear How can you turn away time after time? There's always somebody waiting
I wait for emotion For what I feel, for what I see To fear myself, to fear illusion The more they love, the more I bleed I will decide The sun will
Close the door behind you Hide from yourself Destined to fall down Praying for help Pain embraces me Holding me back I was in envy Fragile intact Truth
I've seen your face, in the frame The cobwebs on the ceiling I count the days and wasted years That left me with this feeling I'm growing cold and tired
Frozen from the sunlight And burning from the cold Reciting contradictions On this dead-end road He tries to keep his balance Tries to not look scared
The light remains on tonight A blanket is my shield Right from the start, I'm falling Slow motion, I try to scream Nobody hears the muted cries Dreams
High, And can't see you. Lives Senora Dali Alone And higher still She keeps her gallery. Distance means nothing To me. A-ee-aha-ee-aha-oo, A-