you wont kiss her virgin lips you need it less but youll take away her innocence Subtract the only diffrence, think back on every hour lived a few short
chasin', got me dodgin' obstacles, And every hour is like a tightrope I walk with greasy shoes, Still yet I got my conscience tellin' me that I can't lose, So every
be a hero in your own hometown Now I'm long away and very far, from gazing at an evening sky From wishing on a shooting star, from thinking that a heart
heroes for an hour How long must we pay the price? (It's time to think twice) There's a famous fashion designer Respected from east to west We wear his
answer why Every minute of every day they die Waiting and wondering all alone Silent voices across the land Speak in tongues they can never understand Nameless and wandering far from
have seen so many terrible sights They been to Ground Zero from dawn to dust and around the clock some nights To Kingdom come, to hell and gone To somewhere far
And then it all goes down the drain Your cat is hit by a car The ATM eats your card Your wondering what changed from yesterday Save me from, from going mental Save me from
I got so far. But I'd give you $20 of my salary every week. I'd give you a note with interest. Double, triple, until every cent is paid, I promise. [
You're gonna want it your way, it's gonna be done now Don't take it too far, gonna get it right Move on from the past, agree to disagree Every sorrow
some foreign land She stayed at home and tried to understand How someone who had been so close could be so far away And she became the girl from
Stock I Hang Myself at Half Mast It's the Makeshift The Patriot The Flag Shop is Out of Stock I hang myself... via live telecast Coming live from my
LYRICS FROM: Billy Decker Frank, what's up man? I'm just watching some bullshit On the news. It's fucking bullshit Reporters trying to a fucking
A hero in your own hometown Now I'm long away and very far From gazing at an evening sky From wishing on a shooting star From thinking that a heart
Our history speaks in thunder from a thousand village halls In blood and sweat and sacrifice, in honouring every call So the forces gathered against the
bark of the dogs kept up the warning Inside the wood. Sweating and swearing I crawled from the manger The highway appeared to take me from danger Is there
me to remember these things I'm pretending we're in Prague picking sodas by the square And the clock brought the masses to the ceremony there Every hour
Dear Friend, it is the new year, I'm eight hours away from home. Kids shoot fireworks from street corners and run before they explode. And lovers get
a hero in your own hometown Now I'm long away and very far, from gazing at an evening sky From wishing on a shooting star, from thinking that a heart
