Oh oh oh
It's OK
If you don't like the words I
Take my hand
Colours seem so black inside your head
Does everything
Here she comes
Silent in her sound
Here she comes
Fresh upon the
Say goodnight
Every hour brings the morning of my life
Out of
This sure is some kind of party
It's so useful
Surrounds my
Desire
Whispered spoken
In time
Rivers oceans
That ain't me babe
That ain't me
I love to hear you sing
In every style you give
Sometimes
Makes you feel much older
Sublime the blind parade
It wrecks me
I'm picking up again
Well it got too much
After the accident
It
Now the fun is over
Where do words begin
I'm trying to
Everybody's laughing
Crimson sky
Set the sails our hearts are open
Don't cry
I
I've given everything
With nothing in return
I'm filled with images
That play
Weapons at my feet
Some kind of living
Beggar sits to plead
Some
Better parted - I see people crying.
Truth gets harder -
Lay your hands into my head
I've been rude
I don't care
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