Tu no sabes quien soy yo, no se quien eres tu Y en realidad, quien sabe que somos los dos Y yo como un secuestrador te persigo por amor Y aunque tu no
Stay up tonight, Can't close your eyes, You may miss the greatest moment of your life. Bodies in a twine. And shadows outta sight, Don't wanna let the
What brings you around? Did you lose something the last time you were here? You'll never find it now It's buried deep with your identity So stand aside
Well I am just a mutt And nowhere is my home Where dignity's a land mine In the school of lost hope I've panhandled for life 'Coz I'm not afraid to beg
Ready for a cheap escape On the brink of self destruction Widespread panic Broken glass inside my head Bleeding down these thoughts of anguish Mass confusion
Mom and Dad don't look so hot these days They're getting over the hill Death is closing in and catching up As far as I can tell Got a plan of action
Cheapskate on the hill A thrill seeker makin' deals Sugar city urchin wastin' time Town of lunatics Beggin' for another fix Turnin' tricks for speed
Boxed up all of her favorite things Sold the rest at a rainy yard sale Big plans and leaving friends and a westbound sign Weighed out her choices on a
Standin' on the corner of Stuart and the Avenue Rippin' up my transfer And a photograph of you You're a blur on my dead past and rottin' existence As
I've got a knack for fuckin' everythin' up My temper flies and I get myself all wound up My fuse is short and my blood pressure's high I lose control
Pick, pick, pick, itc?? makin me sick I wish the sleep fairy would come do the trick Oh yeah, oh yeah Chew, chew, chew on my lip Ic?? gettin an ache
this day on never will I look back on you, those memories are dormant and every thought of you I'll see you in dreams, please never let me sleep again
Tossing, turning in the darkness You try so hard to get to sleep Your mind is racing, seems so hard to tell Is this the end or is this hell? Torture
Deep in the bosom of the gentle night Is when I search for the light Pick up my pen and start to write I struggle, fight dark forces in the clear moon
Deep in the bosom of the gentle night Is when I search for the light Pick up my pen and start to write I struggle and fight dark forces In the clear moonlight
Tomorrow will be another part of yesterday And yesterday will be another part Of the day before Wait, I hear another song, insomnia About the days I
It is 4 a.m. And I'm waitin' in our bed alone Dreamin' of your embrace Wishing you would come back home But you don't call and you don't come And you
