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Lyrics On Demand! |
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Comfortable By: John Mayer
I just remembered, that time at the market snuck up behind me and jumped on my shopping cart and rode down isle 5 you looked behind you to smile back at me crashed into a rack of full magazines they asked us if we would leave.
Can't remember what went wrong last September though I'm sure that you'd remind me, if you had to
Our love was comfortable and so broken in I sleep with this new girl I'm still getting used to my friends all approve, say she's gonna be good for you they throw me high fives
She says the bible is all that she reads and prefers that I not use profanity your mouth was so dirty
Life of the party and she swears that she's artsy but you could distinguish Miles from Coltrane
Our love was comfortable and so broken in she's perfect, so flawless or so they say, say
She thinks I can't see the smile sthat she's fakin' and poses for pictures that are being taken I loved you grey sweat pants, no makeup, so perfect
Our love was comfortable and so broken in she's perfect, so flawless I'm not impressed, I want you back.
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Macy's Day Parade By: Green Day
Days of Macy's day parade The night of the living dead is on its way With the credit report for two day call It's a lifetime guarentee Stuffed in a coffin, ten percent for free Red light special at the Muslim leer
Give me something that I need Sadness likes to guarantee to you What's the consolation prize Caught in these side dreams of hope
When I was a kid I thought Wanted all the things that haven't want Oh and I learned that hardest way Then I realized what it took Tell the difference between thieves and crooks Lesson learned between you and me
Give me something that I need Sadness likes to guarantee to you Cause I'm thinking of a brand new hope The one I've never known
Where it goes I know it's all I ever wanted |
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Scumbag By: Green Day
You come around very now and then your cloths are different but you're still the same why else would you come here? Scumbag on a mission you're telling me thats it's been a while shit eating grin and brand new lie somebody let you come here Scumbag with permission
Never thought I'd see the likes of you around this place what's the special occasion? did you run out of friends?
Here you are, coming around again and things are different but you still pretend You've got a reason to come here Scumbag with ambition and now you're telling me that things have changed and you'll be leaving in a couple of days you're gonna change the world someday Scumbag with a vision
It must be nice to know you've got it all figured out but from where I'm sitting it's the same thing again and again
You never stop to think before you open up your mouth cuz every time you do it's the same thing again and again
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The Reason By: Hoobastank
I'm not a perfect person as many things I wish I didn't do but I continue learning I never meant to do those things to you and so I have to say before I go that I just want you to know
I've found a reason for me to change who I used to be a reason to start over new and the reason is you
I'm sorry that I hurt you it's something I must live with everyday and all the pain I put you through I wish that I could take it all away and be the one who catches all your tears thats why I need you to hear
I've found a reason for me to change who I used to be a reason to start over new and the reason is you. |
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Drunken Lullabies By: Flogging Molly
Must it take a life for hateful eyes to glisten once again five hundred years like Gelignite have blown us all to hell what savior rests while on his cross we die has the shepard led his lambs astray to the bigot and the gun
Must it take a life for hateful eyes to glisten once again cause we find ourselves in the same old mess singing drunken lullabies
I watch and stare as Rosin's eyes turn a darker shade of red and the bullet with this sniper lie in their bloody gutless cell must we starve on crumbs from long ago through these steel bars of man made steel is it a great or little thing we fought knelt the conscience blessed to kill
Must it take a life of hateful eyes to glisten once again cause we find our selves in the same old mess singing drunken lullabies
Ah, but maybe it's the way you were taught or maybe its the way we fought but a smile never grins with out tears to begin for each kiss is a cry we all lost through there is nothing left to gain but for the banshee that stole the grave cause we find ourselves in the same old mess singing drunken lullabies
I sit and dwell on the faces past like memories seem to fade no color left but black and white and soon will all turn grey but may these shadows rise to walk again with lessons truly learnt when the blossom flowers in each our hearts shall beat a new found flame
Must it take a life for hateful eyes to glisten once again cause we find ourselves in the same old mess singing drunken lullabies
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Candles |
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My Poems |
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