Heather Headley Lyrics
Heather Headley Lyrics
"Elaborate Lives Lyrics"
Pedalpusher Lyrics
Gotta get in on the scene hun? Voice activate machine Got ya hair in a haircut You gotta fill up the dream You got ya finger on the pul
Gotta get in on the scene hun? Voice activate machine Got ya hair in a haircut You gotta fill up the dream You got ya finger on the pul
We all lead such elaborate lives
Wild ambitions in our sights
How an affair of the heart survives
Days apart and hurried nights
Seems quite unbelievable to me
I don't want to live like that
Seems quite unbelievable to me
I don't want to love like that
I just want our time
So Much Lyrics
in time she might see how foolish she was for leaving me might take a bruise or two before she longs for my kind of abuse running away was easy, i g
to be slower and gentler, wiser, free in time she might see how foolish she was for leaving me might take a bruise or two before she longs for my kind of abuse running away was easy, i g
We all live in extravagant times
Playing games we can't all win
Unintended emotional crimes
Take some out, take others in
I'm so tired of all we're going through
I don't want to live like that
I'm so tired of all we're going throu
Mt. Penetrator Lyrics
Our lady of more (Repeat) Our lady of more, this saddened whore How I adore her, when she's on the floor Lonely love is blind to as
h Our lady of more (Repeat) Our lady of more, this saddened whore How I adore her, when she's on the floor Lonely love is blind to as
I don't want to love like that
I just want to be with you now and forever, peaceful, true
This may not be the moment
To tell you face to face
But I could wait forever
For the perfect time and place
We all live such elaborate lives
We don't know whose words are
Path II: Posthuman Kind Lyrics
I want you to believe that I reveal to you your insecurity senseless your disguise and none of your masks can hide your face I want you
rue I want you to believe that I reveal to you your insecurity senseless your disguise and none of your masks can hide your face I want you
Strangers, lovers, husbands, wives
Hard to know whose loving who
Too many choices tear us apart
I don't want to live like that
Too many choices tear us apart
I don't want to love like that
I just want to touch your heart, may this confession be the start