My girlfriend has faith in me, something that I never had I think I suck at guitar, she says "you're not bad" My dreams were shattered a long long time
cheek to the floor) Watch you tear blood (from your cheek to the floor) Watch you cry blood (from your cheek to the floor) Watch... There's something wrong with me, yea desperately wrong
Some one save us... Speak reggae tongues, because you're the one Sweet charmer, heart warmer, come a little longer Don't make me wonder about a silence
Cloud falls On My Mind, It's Taking Up All My Time There's You, There's Me...I'll Be Just Fine Step Back Watch It Glow, It's Killing Everyone You Know
There's a note hanging off from the bedpost, reading west coast is the place that I am going. I want the ocean rather than your cheekbones. I know its
There was a time when everything felt right And your touch in the cold could bring me closer to home And for you I would do anything just to hold you
(Lyrics by Joseph Parrella Music by Joseph Parrella,Christopher Ragone,Adrian Baldor and John Rodriguez) Am I singing all the wrong songs or are my
The world we made is too much too carry, arms cracking in place. I've been walking through the wayside hoping to find a disease to erase all my insides
I know, so let's go. The silence is binding; the stars are aligning, despite the sunshine I still think I'm dying In the worst way. Crashing my insides
For the first time in my life, I'm breathing Incubator free, veins collapsed the IV I feel so alive Let's drown in perfection tonight. My enemy, we'
Engines hot running, running. Substances touching my lips. I'll be the New York City narrative, an urban Romeo and Juliet, creating epics and timeless
We've been running from the pain Steps far from possible. Three years and too much change I'm still impossible. Throw my compass in the air Ground please
I wish that answers were easy as questions And I had the right suggestions But I'm lost again without a friend to talk to And I don't want to hurt
I've been thrown and left for dead It's not for you it's been said My future is dying, my family crying And only myself, I am lying Scared alone, tired
Tell me why we live the way we do? And when something's different we look confused What we don't like is not allowed This isn't what life's about It
: Engines hot running, running. Substances touching my lips. I'll be the New York City narrative, an urban Romeo and Juliet, creating epics and timeless
: We can sit on the rooftops, tapping our shoes to the sounds of the city. Gesture at planes searching the skyline, they can't see us. I swear we were
