It's just my Japanese cigarette case Bring a mirror to my face Let all my memories be gone Bring me my Japanese cigarette case Bring a mirror to my face
Someone that I met but I hardly knew He said that everyone loves a defective heart He'd parted ways with diction, this was late last night He see me getting
Come loosen up so hung up Come, count them ways to forever Remember the winter gets cold In ways you always forget Ah, you know, mmm, a rhythm & soul
When I'm with you, all my brothers, oh I feel like a king It feels like I'm dreaming When that blood goes rattling through my veins My ears start to
Son, you must go back to the life Go pack your bags Take up your scythe 'Cause this world wasn't meant for us both Who made the night Who made the day
Kay made it to where the most never been Fixed up outside and broke within She always said goodnight Knowing the wrong from right But on the way the
Small stakes give you blues But you don't feel taken don't think you've been used 'Cause it's alright Friday night to Sunday It feels alright keeps your
Everything moves so fast I should know who won't last Take some stock, what you are What you see, what you got It tells me true, I want a connection
All the pretty girls go to the city Don't they, don't they do my love Oh, it's something to see, they're so pretty High heel shoes, low neck sweaters
now carole don't get ahead of yourself don't say nothing right no I'll take it anywhere you let it go everything moving so fast it'll take you a place
Picture yourself in the living room Your pipe and slippers set out for you I know you think that it ain't too far But I, I hear the call of a lifetime
Keep believin' the things that you tell yourself Everyone needs somethin' they can tell themselves To hold on to 'cause after all of it?s said and done
You gotta feel it, yes, you gotta feel it To get it right even one time You gotta feel it, don't take notes Just clear out your mind Let go your pride
I'll never hold you back and I won't force my will I will no longer do the devil's wishes Something I read on a dollar bill A paper tiger can't tell you
Things everybody would say Believing is hard, believing is art Things everybody should know The end will come slow And love breaks your heart So welcome
If there's anything you want Come on back 'cause it's all still here I'll be in the back room drinking my half of the beer And if you and me is so right
1020 AM, 1020 AM When will I ever see you again? 1020 AM When will I ever see you again? I carry you out, it starts to sink in When will I ever see you
Don't say a word Last one's still stinging Back of my mind I feel that phone ringing And there is no way back from this Everything hits at once What