Sector Seven Lyrics
Sector Seven Lyrics
"Loose Ends Lyrics"
Saints And Sinners Lyrics
Born with eyes But they are not to see Living on your knees Choking on your spiritual agony Follow the traces of blood Throughout the past c
Born with eyes But they are not to see Living on your knees Choking on your spiritual agony Follow the traces of blood Throughout the past c
Come hop on the final time
I'll let you on right now but it's your final ride
It's time to right all the wrongs that teetered on and on inside so long
It's all cleared somehow answers abound
I need now to rid myself of anyone who only thinks of number one
To rid myself of fail and lose whatever
King Of Tragedy Lyrics
Written by Susanna Hoffs, David Baerwald, Jim Keltner, Greg Leisz, Larry Klein & David Kitay Produced by David Baerwald, David Kitay & Susanna Hoffs
keeps me there Written by Susanna Hoffs, David Baerwald, Jim Keltner, Greg Leisz, Larry Klein & David Kitay Produced by David Baerwald, David Kitay & Susanna Hoffs
The choice is you or me so I'll be on my own
Now it's time to cut some ties and let go so called alibis
No more despise, no dislike, those feelings make me stubborn
Old and tired, feelings expire, I'm worn
To rid myself of fail and lose whatever keeps me there
The choice is
Penance & Pain Lyrics
The living ... have a look at the living: Dancing blindly ... losing balance, Will you chose pain ... or will you prefer the penance; The penance.you or me so I'll be on my own
I took another look again and saw the master plan
I thought of what you said to me but when I’d seen again you were fine
To rid myself of fail and lose whatever keeps me there
The choice is you or me so I'll be on my own
This place it looks like home, I'll be on
To rid myself of fail and lose whatever keeps me there
The choice is you or me so I'll be on my own
This place it looks like home again
All I see is your logic dying
And all I see is you still trying
All the loose ends cut
And you'll be right back to the start
The living ... have a look at the living: Dancing blindly ... losing balance, Will you chose pain ... or will you prefer the penance; The penance.
I took another look again and saw the master plan
I thought of what you said to me but when I’d seen again you were fine
To rid myself of fail and lose whatever keeps me there
The choice is you or me so I'll be on my own
This place it looks like home, I'll be on
Uncle Puttleman Lyrics
Welcome to our show my friends You'll find it's rather quiant We spent years upon the decor And the perfect shade of paint Anyway I'm sur
again Welcome to our show my friends You'll find it's rather quiant We spent years upon the decor And the perfect shade of paint Anyway I'm sur
To rid myself of fail and lose whatever keeps me there
The choice is you or me so I'll be on my own
This place it looks like home again
All I see is your logic dying
And all I see is you still trying
All the loose ends cut
And you'll be right back to the start