Rolling away with my good intentions Trying to go with my mind Said i'm walking the line Flying away with my same desire, yeah Oh, I'm trying to get
I heard you call my name but now it's not the same when i hear your voice half way across the country locked up in the van you'll never understand
My situation brings me down again Boredom wraps it's long arms around me My inhibitions were thrown out the door so long ago Now I sit here and I can'
i'm so alone i don't have no home so when you gonna bring your sweet love on home to me red mary come from the ground she take away everything she make
goleta goleta not the place i wanna be goleta goleta split twins both have hiv goleta goleta not the place i wanna be everybody's gotta come see pick
why do you make this sound so difficult to say you follow me around you will not go away you get into my car and you expect a ride, i wanna go into
I mix it up I wash It down now I guess it's all I ever learned to do when I'm with you last chance second nature I see a road that leads right to your
Still awake on a winters day Skies are gray and they're cold Smoke signals from my last cigarette Lets me know that it's finally getting old Everybody
there is a man just a prick just looking at me wanting to set my soul free said i'll follow my own mistakes and not buy your fucked up religion the bible
in a world where logic and proportion dies the dark side laughing as it lights the night with its evil eyes it comes around when you are least expecting
Let's go! Lost sight of all you dreamed of the force that swept you away the leaves were changing and the tree was rearranging the season had swallowed
Well, the first time that I went out on my own I was a young man almost seventeen Right down to the day Well, I packed up all my things I grabbed my bag
i go to sleep so alone noone by my side to call it their home the emptiness is killin' me now you tell me that you're leaving how can i let it be i want
well approximation of the situation tends to bend when you have too much to drink and you piss off your friends you cant talk, and you cant walk,
take a bottle, you drink it down your eyes are burning red your gonna end up in the ground now you're fallen you can't hold on you got no hope you
my mind's locked up in a world that i don't know the end is coming soon i think i'll lose control staring out my window and it feels fine well...
poor man cry out to his god his dying and hungry rich man have a heart attack worrying about his money he alienates himself from his family and points
...2, 3, skank! well they follow us around wherever we may go it feels like there's no freedom not even in our homes from the polyester khakis they were