n a city by the sea A girl with black hair has only eyes for me Drinking and dancing in flat 6c A city by the sea seemed pretty shit to me When I was
Try and do the things you want, But you never do them for me, Try and say the things you want, But you never say them to me, And move on, and move
The more I want The less I'm feelin' The more I get The less I need it I've got this under control [4x] Your lips on lips That taste salty skin And
] I could scream, I can't seem to sleep long enough to dream It's life on a laser beam But I fiend for the future at my finger tips One of the minor technicalities
they knew they had nothing to lose They knew it, so they just got to it With cracked old Gibsons and red clay shoes Playing 1 4 5 chords like good news
The future is calling and it's me that it's looking for 'Cause it feels like summer again I was thinking that it just might never begin After winter and spring It's good
for the suicidalists I'd rather be dead Grab a nine and I might just Cross my heart and hope to die Pull the trigger And kiss the whole world good
you ever seen this socioeconomic gullitine rip? A nigga's hopes and dreams And now I'm lead to believe that life is all about CREAM I'm living a life idealistically principle over profit But realistically good
boy, let's work it out boy, Any deal that we endeavour, Boys and girls feel good together, Take it or leave it, take it or leave it Are you as good
So Dopes Know To Reverse Their Words These Chirpin Birds Are Writin It Hurts The Herds So Curse The Surge Enlighten Straight Off The B-Team Bench Oh My Good Goodness
expaining, tweeting orwhat ever people do now a daysto vent they issues to the world if you ask me bout me I'm gon say I'm good that's it. regardless
gain respect is a never-ending journey Cause I'll always be jes and I guess I'm never worthy Never could my voice lay down and die Give me one good
I can't seem to sleep long enough to dream It's life on a laser beam But I fiend for the future at my finger tips One of the minor technicalities of my
Hooligans So Dopes Know To Reverse Their Words These Chirpin Birds Are Writin It Hurts The Herds So Curse The Surge Enlighten Straight Off The B-Team Bench Oh My Good Goodness
, I can't seem to sleep long enough to dream It's life on a laser beam But I fiend for the future at my finger tips One of the minor technicalities of
