Picture of Health
Headstones lyrics
Headstones lyrics
"Three Angels Lyrics"
Don't Wanna Talk About It Lyrics
You say I done it wrong again They say I left myself with nothing much to give And they try and show me how to live I must be good, repen
You say I done it wrong again They say I left myself with nothing much to give And they try and show me how to live I must be good, repen
3 angels setting a table for me tonight
They know my face they set a place for me tonight
Well I can't disappoint them so I guess I join them
They've been waiting on me forever
I've been down on earth and in this town
Man there's got to be something better
New suit
New
Play Dead Lyrics
Well I was sleepin' dreamin' about my own death I'm like a cat with nine lives, but none left I hear word after word after word once again
tieWell I was sleepin' dreamin' about my own death I'm like a cat with nine lives, but none left I hear word after word after word once again
Real nice service for me when I die
New suit cufflinks and a new tie
Real nice service for me when I die
That's the thing about living
When you get there you're seldom forgiven
And all your best friends are people that you just met
You can take 'em or leave 'em
They're
Signal to Noise Lyrics
you know the way that things go when what you fight for starts to fall and in that fuzzy picture he writing stands out on the wall sitting in this barroom
I guess that beats the hell out of loneliness
Sweet loneliness
Sweet loneliness
We're the type we live and learn
Scatter my ashes and smash the urn
Into a broken room with 25 doors that you can open
Each time you open one the other 24 are exploding
That's the thing about living
When you get there you take what you're given
And all your best friends are people that you just met
You can take 'em or leave 'em
They're sitting in this barroom
I guess that beats the hell out of loneliness
Sweet loneliness
Sweet loneliness
you know the way that things go when what you fight for starts to fall and in that fuzzy picture he writing stands out on the wall
I guess that beats the hell out of loneliness
Sweet loneliness
Sweet loneliness
We're the type we live and learn
Scatter my ashes and smash the urn
Into a broken room with 25 doors that you can open
Each time you open one the other 24 are exploding
That's the thing about living
When you get there you take what you're given
And all your best friends are people that you just met
You can take 'em or leave 'em
They're sitting in this barroom
I guess that beats the hell out of loneliness
Sweet loneliness
Sweet loneliness