off When things don't feel right I lie down like a tired dog Licking his wounds in the shade When I feel alive I try to imagine a careless life A scenic
things don't feel right I lie down like a tired dog licking his wounds in the shade when I feel alive I try to immagine a careless life a scenic
All you people, come with me To Scenic Nevermore A place where doubt is driven out And when it rains, it pours The world you're in cannot begin To tell
Don't turn your back on me Or read in between my words I'm trying to drag this out Taking the scenic route I know we could get there much faster if we
, a million times before. Why do you want me to go? Why don't you want me to know? Why? Scenic pastures, nervous from before me Scenic pastures, nervous
I'm sitting here n the middle of a meadow In the nowhere I breathe the scent of a rayfield Imagining how it would be to feel closeness around me A song
when things don't feel right I lie down like a tired dog licking his wounds in the shade when I feel alive I try to immagine a careless life a scenic
Our lives, they dangle from an overpass. The cars, they congregate. Say hello and laugh back, I live my life in perfect symmetry. Why risk my neck in
Why do people have to die? You fill our hearts with hope, and then you lie. So where's your inconvenient truth? When you show up feeling gracious it takes
The devils got a grin like a kid in a candy store, like were building sand castles on mom?s table tops. You can rest assured that were using dirty words
Good morning. It's always the same losing this game, my sanity is walking out the door. I'm sinking right into the floor, can't take anymore. I'm not
I feel so sick so-- out of my head. I think I?ll lie in bed all day, convince myself I?m not the only one this way. And if you want to take a holiday,
In a past life we were ancient kings. We weren?t wise but had everything. And ever since the law was set in stone-- it?s a long, long way to the bottom
My ego killed my fears today. Reverse the Earth?s polarity and fly, but not so high. And if you start to feel the gravity, and all the harsh realities
Los Angeles is calling me. I don?t like the sound of it. All these kids on heroin, they do it for the hell of it. Oh yeah, California. A lust for fame
I get the notion my demise is coming quickly I haven't felt this way since I was only 18 And did you hear all the greats went down in airplanes? We're
