Тексты песен «Halos»

Yes, my dear, I'm headed home To sew your sails, and plug up all the holes We're just out of gas, or our glory days have passed I'm not sure which it is, but we'll know when these stitches hold or bust... I've been...

The sleep creeps in 20 hour waves And bit by bit... The bath water washes me away ...but it's the best line I've ever waited in I can still hear voices and a bottle spin Yes, oh yes, you are gorgeous A freight...

Again, I'm on a stoop with vices in hand, and that sweet therapy in my ears It got me through the years of bike rides in the rain and driving through states I hated... I hated you Jah, give me new feet They're raw and...

I've been a rock And I've trailed crutches You can bolster yourself here as long as you need Because I love to the death I breathe your light upon my breath The blood I've bled is the shade you bleed I've felt a loss...

The paint on your nails is chipped A screw in your head is stripped and loose, But I'm sure I have a bit that could fix you up right quick I will suck the poison out Then I'll hold that demon down I will take my saw and...

I've been living on borrowed money because it seems I've failed, honey, at taking care of my business Lord knows, you've born witness to my pitfalls We've gambled, won, and lost some The chances missed How they've come...

"You smoke too much." I know. Now I can't sing. "You drink too much." We're all drowning something... I'm a writer; a hater of second chances; a hypocrite, part-time romantic, but all in all, I bleed. Despite all of...

She's wearing glass slippers tonight. One slid right off without a fight. My word is, I'll track you down. "Yeah, I'm sure you'll find me, but I can't sit still. My gears are winding. I need to drink a beer, and pop...

It is magnificent It is (this) party It is (this) business And it isn't You set me up; I'm leveled now And my shoes are worn and cracked from the wide, hard ground "Put back the pieces and pull yourself together, man...

"Come to bed dear, it's getting late." I want to run, but I know she'll wait. So I push and push and push until she breaks. I picked a flower and dried it up. It took years, but I made it tough. I can't stop when it's...

Oak Creek merlot and that great American Spirit It tastes like midnight to me A torn up couch cushion and raccoons on the wall You can hear an engine blowing out its steam I'll remember back to days when we were.....

I need to know this isn't fleeting 'Cause I'm an open wound that won't stop bleeding Would you be the dam that blocks the river, or a glass of poison on this torn up liver? ...and the best I've got are "Stay with me"s...

Oh baby you're a nag You're a nag, you're a nag, you're a nage Would you go do this, and go do that? Nag You're always tellin me a what to do I just can't seem to get a rid of you You order me around just like a slave...

You're like drugs You're like matches You're an icy patch of road and I cannot get control Your written word duly matched my wit The distance closed, I can't deal with it What's wrong with me? When did I become cheap?...

Old lady woke up today, wrong side of the bed She kicked me out abrupt It spun my head Grandmother's lost her mind again and pulled the rug She got wicked, blew her wig I've had enough of this And I'm no stranger to...

We can live in make-believe, too I can play made-up like you Until my shell breaks in to three's and I'm smashed to hell, two fifths deep "When your spine is cracked, and it's time to sleep Will you lay your head In a...

He's itching for a tongue in the mouth Don't stop 'til the teeth have all come out and his gums are raw from blowing sugar over straw And so it goes for sticks and bricks melting candles with burnt-out wicks forgotten...

I'm chasing visions, I slide sideways to avoid the blows White fireworks explode, and ammonia stings my nose The girl staring back from the airbag says, "It's stolen all my confidence, and raped the joy from my guilty...

Though it looks like a skid, I haven't lost my grip It's a short-term thing I can quell the bee if I accept the sting My gut's watching where I'm going through the skin on my ribs so I don't slip I let the bearded man,...

"Do you still believe in beauty?" Well, I lost my faith in honesty when I learned in hell that lies can get you free. My fist could crack your lips. My lips would break your lisp, and we'd have the scars to prove it...