Тексты песен «Streetlight Manifesto»

You, you try, you try to get by, you're never going to pull it off, you shouldn't even try. You're a wet cigarette, you're always second best, they're never going to give a shit about anybody but themselves. So you...

(WHA!) Well I know I shouldn't care, But I do and I don't, And I always crack a smile, When I see your punk rock clothes, And you try, try, but you never fit in, And you're never going to so pack it up, pack it in, so...

And so she wakes up in time to break down She left a note up on the dresser and she's right on time You don't know anything right or wrong I said I know and she said so I wanna panic but I've had it so I go You don't...

a moment of silence please for those who never get the chance they show up to the party but they're never asked to dance the losers the liars the bastards the thieves the cynicists, the pessimists and those that don't...

I never did lose a battle, but I'm feeling further from the end of war. Deplored, ignored, and rarely ever self assured. Why does it seem the ones who have everything have nothing inside? nothing inside I don't sleep...

She was diagnosed on a Friday, The kids were almost home, The kids were on their way back home from school, Lying face down in the gutter, Of unaccomplished dreams, And broken memories of things to come. "Sorry ma'am, I...

A slap in the face, did she let you go? she said I don't wanna be here, I thought you should know I don't wanna be saved this time, like the last time, like the last time I don't wanna feel bad, when you're not around...

Stop me now because the room is spinning and I can't get out of bed. Don't look at me now, I'm just a weak beginning to something that never ends. Just open your eyes and tell me that the world is turning I don't want...

I don't want to barge in on your secrecy (see) Dependency (see) It means nothing to me; I don't want to hear about your problems. And I don't want to listen to your apathy (see) You're not like me (see) You mean...

Run, run, run all you do is fucking run, But you'll never run away from yourself. I know it's hard but you've been there before, and you know you're gonna be there again. I don't care what the stars may say because they...

Something isn't right, I see it in your face don't try and leave me here. "I can't be a better boy than the one you had before" as the rain seeps through your aged and tired dress. When I whisper, here me say, "find...

If I were you, I would take this as a sign Believe it's true, we were never meant to fly And I owe you, I know you more than anyone alive And I will not let go They will not remember this song No matter what we do we'll...

and the story goes like this: everything went numb for the money and the guns and everytime he'd think it out: "there's nothing to worry about get in the van, don't deviate from the plan if everything goes smooth then...

you say you've got the cure but i don't have a disease and you say you've got the answers but i've made no inquiries and you're failing bailing good god motherfucker now i hear you flailing i see you flailing that's...

And it's been forty days I've tried forty ways You will never quite leave your sins behind They'll haunt you, taunt you until the day you die You will never really go You'll just think about it much but you'll need to...

I got no cash, got no girl, got the world in the palm of my hand, I don't care if you care, or if you understand, cause I'm a little kid and I've got little problems yeah, and I don't give a shit if you don't even...

In the afterlife You could be headed for the serious strife Now you make the scene all day But tomorrow there'll be Hell to pay People listen attentively I mean about future calamity I used to think the idea was...

How did Camus really die that night? Were they right? When he died was it really his time? Or was it suicide? And Holden Caufield is a friend of mine We go drinking from time to time and I find, it gets harder every...

How did Camus really die that night? were they right when he died was it really his time? or was it suicide? and Holden Caufield is a friend of mine we go drinking from time to time and I find: it gets harder every time...

Watch from the woods, the forests on fire. How can we breathe, if we're too afraid to ask? She's so amazing, she could make orphans tell who their fathers were. But Does your tongue register the taste, of every...