we've got the guns, we're surgery we are the posters on the wall we've got the meds, we've got the hooks we've got thumb tacs to break our fall the answers
you don't know what i'm doing here, today should i just fall apart? should i just fall apart trying? should i just give up now and fade away? well,
And I watched the sun pour over my face As we walk alone I?ll wait for you to say grace But I?m traveling along the road I paved within the limits of
broke down with a hole cut through my jacket again (wake me I'm barely even breathing tonight) slight twitch and pills is all I really need (just something