Archive for the 'W' Category
You’re a good soldierChoosing your battlesPick yourself upAnd dust yourself offGet back in the saddleYou’re on the front lineEveryone’s watchingYou know it’s seriousWe’re getting closerThis isn’t over
June 11th, 2010 | Posted in W | No Comments
I don’t have to speakAnd you know what I’m thinkingYou don’t need to hearWhat I say
May 28th, 2010 | Posted in W | No Comments
Who says I can’t get stoned?Turn off the lights and the telephoneMe in my house aloneWho says I can’t get stoned?
May 27th, 2010 | Posted in W | No Comments
Now, now, now, honeyYou better sit down and look around’Cause you must’ve bumped yo’ headAnd I love you enough to talkSome sense back into you, baby
May 18th, 2010 | Posted in W | No Comments
Bat your eyes girl, be otherworldly.Count your blessings. Seduce a stranger.What’s so wrong with being happy?Kudos to those who see through sickness. (yeah)Over and over and over and over and ooh…
May 18th, 2010 | Posted in W | No Comments
You and me will be lying side by sideForever foreverUnderneath this adolescent skyTogether togetherAnd you will hold my heart inside your handAnd You’ll be the one, the one to tell me
May 15th, 2010 | Posted in W | No Comments
[Hook:]Rockstar lifestyle mite don’t make itLiving life high everyday click wastedSippin on purple stuff rolling up stankyWake up in the morning ain’t 10 o’clock drinkinParty party party let’s all get wastedShake it for me babygirl do it butt nakedI’m so wasted she so wastedTell the bartender send me 20 more cases
May 14th, 2010 | Posted in W | No Comments
Feeling ugly looking prettyYellow ribbons black graffitiWord is written bone is brokenNo big secret left unspokenSun is painted in the cornerBut it’s never getting warmerAll the lies they keep on sellingBut you never check the spelling
May 13th, 2010 | Posted in W | No Comments
Teenage dreams in a teenage circusRunning around like a clown on purposeWho gives a damn about the family you come from?No givin’ up when you’re young and you want some
May 13th, 2010 | Posted in W | No Comments
Money men mill about Monday morningAnother new nothing and never nearerAssumed at the cost that it’s currently costingI dare don’t dig any deeper downI don’t have the head space
May 13th, 2010 | Posted in W | No Comments