Тексты песен «Tommy Stinson»

You've got the answer for everything That's wrong with everybody else You've borrowed insights Should have borrowed someone else's mouth And I, I have seen you fallin' through the door When no one would even help you...

How many ways Do we have to say goodbye? How many days Are we gonna need this time? If only I could tell you If only I could tell you anything But I couldn't wait to miss you How many things Can you really want...

A thousand fires burn out of control And no one's ever there To see them We're dyin of thirst our voice is lost From all this screaming I came down in a lonely state And now everyone is leaving Our souls so charred...

We'll always make it through the day There's always gonna be a better way Always be someone else's way Even when we know we've gone too far Closer to the edge is so much further Than we'll get without a car And...

Yeah, you ought to see yourself Through the eyes of anyone Ever knew you when you were more useful There used to be no place For anyone who wanted To come play around your back door Now, they're sneakin' through your...

So tell me what is wrong Your pretty white knuckle's 'bout to bleed You're holdin' on for dear life now You ain't holdin' on to me And I saw this magic piece of clay And you saw a burning at the stake They're both up...

Fade into the soulless night I shut the door on all my will to fight Shouldn't be so hard to function All my thoughts just make me itch I'm bleeding on the outside Creepy on the inside I couldn't just step aside No I...

You've got a close eye on the world outside From the inside of your cage And you're staring through the cracks in the drapes for a key With a midget on your back, goin' blind and mean How much could you ask for? How...

I came here feelin' blue In an old hat and painted shoes I thought I'd see what's goin' down I saw the ghost dancin' with some clown Something's wrong with this whole thing But something's wrong and it's okay The DJ...

I can see you're bleeding from your laugh You tried to stop it with an axe You fill the holes with Styrofoam You drive your hammer with a nail Plastic made of sheets Your claustrophobic dreams You're dying to make it...

Lookin' for a little peace? Maybe some days you don't need to hear the truth There's a place for every war and every other tear A place for everyone and everyone's fears Do you trust yourself at night? Do you trust...