When by the phone, in vain you sit You very soon in your mind realize That it's not just an ordinary pain in your heart When you by chance go knock on
Music is a world within itself With a language we all understand With an equal opportunity For all to sing, dance and clap their hands But just because
Packing my bags, going away To a place where the air is clean on Saturn There's no sense to sit and watch people die We don't fight our wars the way you
First man to die For the flag we now hold high Was a black man The ground were we stand With the flag held in our hand Was first the redman's Guide of
I couldn't fall asleep at all last night my mind was racin' I left so much behind to find the dream that I was chasin' And now I have a need to take a
You have gone and yet I'm still your prisoner Though you're with your new love I'm not free For you have placed a lock around my heart dear and you are
I never realized that you were in pain I wanna help you honey, let me see you again Hurts my soul, babe, when I find you feeling rough Life is so bad
Out here there's a hole in the sky Doors open to the other side I saw a two headed dog fighting over a bone Black haired woman turned into crows I gotta
put on your dancing shoes and move to this free-form beat. yeah. the syncopation of discontent is the sound of non-participation. so put on your dancing
I guess you thought it would be fun to make your pain into a game for someone. I guess you didn't realize how hurt and lies would color all our lives
Holy cow, look what you've done You've got me now so I can't speak I wonder how you turned out the stars I hear your laugh Like falling railway cars
Another day is passing by Nothing feels the same anymore I see it clear without fear Complete order in my life As i look into the blue sky I feel so much
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Yeah What's up? It's TQ and Sarah again Right back at ya Love is color blind That's right This time we got a serious situation And we're tryna do our
You've been talkin' 'bout leavin' For two weeks and counting Why can't you just make up your mind I like a girl who is true to her word But more than
Yo mic check, mic check, yeah here you go What? Nah, he, he over here Yeah, I heard he got that hot new thing It's called ?Switch' Let's get it going (
They recycled all the cripples; resurrected all the dead. In a technicolour sundown, they had 'em standing on their heads. Now they're propping up our
Writing in circles and tearing out pages Quietly plotting our fictional lives Potential unmet when our hands can't seem to move Secrets well kept when