Protest The Hero Lyrics
Protest The Hero Lyrics
"The Divine Suicide Of K. Lyrics"
Saying Goodbye Again Lyrics
There it is on the news Someone I know is now someone I knew I can't believe it happened again Another mound another one dow
There it is on the news Someone I know is now someone I knew I can't believe it happened again Another mound another one dow
Better think of my answers now because I know the questions with be asked
Like if I brought the joy I found in the confessions of a mask
The tip of my tongue's already touching the top of my mouth
It's meaning manifest in mercy burning down the house
It's true t
Ten Thousand Bedrooms Lyrics
(Ten thousand bedrooms, ten thousand bedrooms, ten thousand bedrooms are all too few) If you're a special kind of dreamer With a
hat tactless teem totem-poles turn tolerance to tired taboos(Ten thousand bedrooms, ten thousand bedrooms, ten thousand bedrooms are all too few) If you're a special kind of dreamer With a
It's true that a bullet never knocks on the door, it's about to come crashing through
Walking one last mile in big steps as your alter-wine
Doing it in tattered shoes that aren't even mine
Because my own ar
Not This Time Lyrics
Too long we let this all fall apart Too long we believed in those with no heart Too long fake fools we let them have their saye in a box locked up with possessions I can't have
Like the gunman with his future and the prison priest's golden calf
Blindfolds aside I'd probably still close my eyes
And try to feel a trembling fetal life inside that shotgun barrel that's about to make me bleedThe More Things Change Lyrics
(Mary Chapin Carpenter) Well I think of you sometimes at night And sometimes it’s still the same The way that it wa
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Like an ulcer in the stomach of the beastToo long we let this all fall apart Too long we believed in those with no heart Too long fake fools we let them have their say
Like the gunman with his future and the prison priest's golden calf
Blindfolds aside I'd probably still close my eyes
And try to feel a trembling fetal life inside that shotgun barrel that's about to make me bleed
(Mary Chapin Carpenter) Well I think of you sometimes at night And sometimes it’s still the same The way that it wa
Like a little girl on a bed that was years ago deceased
Resurrected last night with a letter she can't trace
Resurrected to be killed and maybe born again
I'll always be Kezia so long as any hope remains