you , i do i only make jokes to distract myself from the truth, from the truth. i love you, i love you, i love you , i do i only make jokes to distract
you, I do I only make jokes to distract myself From the truth, from the truth I love you, I love you, I love you, I love I only make jokes to distract
you , I do I only make jokes to distract myself From the truth, from the truth. I love you, I love you, I love you , I do I only make jokes to distract
? Distractions, Like Butterflies Are Buzzing 'Round My Head, When I'm Alone I Think Of You And The Life We'd Lead If We Could Only Be Free From These Distractions
home from rehab [Chorus 1: Cale Sampson] Everywhere you go (go) anywhere you look It's all a big show, so many people getting hooked Yo with all the Distractions (Distractions
Pleasure me a little more, 'cause I could use the confidence. But I don't really do give in to better things and make mistakes. I'll take you down the
More pathetic than impressive mainly just a facade your eyes they bleed to tell this story to tell this story more predictable than knowing that this
You said you stopped trying when i fell asleep in her arms one night off pike st. was all it took to disgrace this love was built unstable like the bridges
Everyday your fast asleep while im working hard solely for you and you know i gave it all up for you you shrug it off likes its all routine your a parasite
Nothing sounds the same And I was sure this would never change And the places we knew and the songs we clung to Made us everything we are And we never
I lay awake night after night Wondering why I have so much I'm riding my camel, approaching the eye My cloak becomes harder to give Can't you hear them
I was crawling through a festival way out west I was thinking about love and the acid test But first I got real dizzy with a real rocking gang Then
She fell down the stairs and opened her eyes He?s over the edge this time He?s all wound up from the nightmares They make him loose his mind She?s distracted
(Originally by Billy Bragg) It?s that summer of the evening Get ready and roll the cassette There?s boys outside preaching genocide And trying to think
(Originally by Bruce Springsteen) Well they closed down the auto plant in mahwah late that month Ralph went out looking for a job but he couldn't find
For weeks it's been frustration Resentful aggravation So sad to say That it all seems just like a nightmare But maybe today I'm spared The constant gnawing
He sits and stares, waiting for thunder After awhile, I started to wonder How he got so hollowed out I didn't even recognize him yesterday The clock