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Hanging out with all these dicks Still collecting tokens Knock 'em back, you're making no sense You live in the moment Wonder you're not morning sick
to play this part i've got to turn away. i've got to face the lie. to face the day i've got to turn away. c'mon, tear down this charade. yeah, can you
All our dreams All our dreams All our dreams are sold Rings upon your fingers Bells upon your toes Every day's a game of chance Every body knows In
I'm out here on my own Please pick up the phone I'm hiding from the morning inside the dead of night You left without a warning, you left me here behind
We've got a lot of questions We've got a lot to learn I'm tired of solving problems I've seen many bridges burned We see it all so clearly And still we
The day that we met I'll never forget Was the luckiest day of my life She took me so far And I broke her heart Now I'm sittin' here With the simple truth
Of all the hearts In this big ol' world Please tell me Why did you have to break mine For every tear I've cried There must be a million fools That could
Cut from glass I start to fade and prance around her promenade Thrown overboard to pay my dues, to the ocean floor in concrete shoes I'm your visions
pictures blurred in her head won't let them win smash a fist or two right back and let it in for the one that you love is more than them fuck them think
The lights are so bright all the things you wanted Set within your sights you sell your soul tonight And in the morning there's something not quite
Crude little wooden idols and aviator shades The trinkets and the treasures we brought back from the crusades Some guy in an Impala shakes his head when
Day after day They send my friends away To mansions cold and grey To the far side of town Where the thin men stalk the streets While the sane stay underground
More 4/4s in the neighborhood Banging on the same guitar Dreaming of living in Hollywood Puffing on a big cigar Prima ballerina in a magazine Call her
[intro sample:] Ee-ehhh, you be nice without long hair. now is cool, mmm? but your friend, I think they not recognise you... There's a story: / I was
When I was a child the world was very very big and very strange Now nothing seems to have changed since I was a child Nervous, shy and insecure I stumbled
[Pitbull] Gotta freak in the morning A freak in the evening Just to please me Im the type to nut twice a day Fuck night and day Bring the next one right
