Тексты песен «Seven Mary Three»

I am a tiny machinist. I have the smallest plans. I have a mind television. The gift of idle hands. I've been re-educated. To bleed technology. Even more complicated than the machines who made me. I'm a wasteland...

I've got a tricked-out receiver and I think it's built to win I've got one chance to receive her voice translucent, delicate Breakdown! Breakout! Eleanor I think your loneliness is code It symbolizes every man who's...

My tired eyes are blackened wicks Razor tucked under my chin Quit quit quitters started quitting One last time Take me down to the other side Where all the lights are handed out Mine is empty mine is shattered and...

It’s not the clothes that she borrows just call me out - you know I’ll follow Back thru the backdoor into June Luck will sleep the October June Sometimes in deep thought I’m 31 she’s wanting kids sounds like fun, I’ll...

I'm digging through the darkness Cause I'm a long wall miner Following the road down Just so I can sit beside her I'm a page torn from your novel Beneath a magnet on your fridge I'm a star stuck on your ceiling So I can...

So you're sticky and you're young and your head is like a sponge Go to keep yourself, keep you from becoming one Get up off of your knees! You feel a tick in your stomach and it's eating towards your heart A subtle,...

Headstrong is willing to live like a rat in a hole Headstrong, unwilling to listen to anyone at all Keeps her head above the water Keeps her head upon her shoulders I know, I know, I know she has heard this all before...

Yeah you in your mother’s new shoes bet you like them as much as her blues Don’t tell anyone - but I plan to move the first time you look away Tell me the new apron strings taste to you, yes my pretty young things You...

Had a dream. And you were my dream. Saw your face. Real in a dream. Sugar mouth. Stings like a bee. Dreams with me at night. Come around. An image of you. And I want. The most I can get. Come around. And I'll...

Whats your mother say? You never listen to me I know you want back in you dont get it for free You better read the book, and hear what they say Best learn the rules and sit up straight Whats your daddy say? You never...

What’s your mother say? “You never listen to me” I know you want back in you don’t get it for free You better read the book, and hear what they say Best learn the rules and sit up straight What’s your daddy say? “You...

Do you think that people get tired of themselves? Is that why the T.V.’s on all the time? It don’t take much to get it right back on track, but it won’t fall from the sky right into your lap. I’ve made the most of...

My good looks won’t save my kids from their dad’s predicament. They won’t see my face like this see my face as a shadow I could be wrong or I could be strong The penny-rate my love collects could set your ass on fire...

Hey man: You're so complicated and mean maybe your system needs adjustment She is a famous people collector I'm juggling J-O-B The Judger Maybe the words don't mean a thing They never fill the dead man's shoes Who...

"Joliet," she says, "is the darkest part of a man…" It's angry and slick Into her letters writes through herself each time she thinks of him Trips her way down south into mystery's mouth and he follows her there It's...

There's a tall, a mulatto, boy I know And he comes to every party -- he stands alone Viewing them the rest, from the corner of his glance It gets so clear, he's not judging anyone The way his arms float around his cage,...

You were my first mistake And even if that's true I would take that punch again If it would bring me back I thought I changed for you It turns out just not enough Distance and telephones I'm no good at being alone The...

These grievous goals That hang around my skull Are disappearing in numbers The scattered fires inside of me Have reached their permanent slumber We're not a part of this heartbreak age She's not defined by the money...

Mean Mr. Mustard says, "He's bored of life in The District Can't afford the French Quarter high" Says, "It gets old real quick" And he pales up next to me Scrawled on the pavement It says, "Son, time is all the luck you...

Angel go to sleep She says her prayers good night Water in the ear to me But they make her feel all right A green-gold stretch of road Is what she's dreaming of Roll the windows down on forty-four I swear the sky just...