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Time wears away All the pleasures of the day All the treasures you could hold Days turn to sand Losing strength in every hand They can't hold you anymore Already dead to me now 'Coz it feels like I'm watching something die Love looks away In the harsh light of the day On the edge of nothing more Days fade to black In the light of what they lack Nothing's measured by what it needs Already dead to me now 'Coz it feels like I'm watching something dyin' |
maybe you dont understand it, what keeps them awake at night.what goes through their little minds when you turn off the light.always having to say sorrytears are stained on the pillowlike the light of the moonthey cant be woncant exist without the sunlets think clearly for a while.can he shine without a smile?why am i alone with no one to be foundlooks like they know whats best for me.why doesnt anybody like me?i dont understand.guess ill have to crawl inside,and i dont know whyim sitting by myself when the problem isnt minebeen around the block a few times,been beat up by all his friends.lear |
Tumble outta bed And I stumble to the kitchen Pour myself a cup of ambition Yawning, stretching And try to come to life Jump in the shower And the blood starts pumpin Out on the streets The traffic starts jumpin For fools like me On the job from nine to five ::Chorus:: Working nine to five What a way to make a livin Barely gettin by It's all takin And no givin They can use your mind And they never give you credit Its enough to drive you crazy And you love it You love it They let your dream Just a' watch them shatter |
Well, it was nearly all summer we sat on your roof Yeah, we smoked cigarettes and we stared at the moon And I'd show you stars you never could see Baby, it couldn't have been that easy to forget about me Baby, time meant n othing, anything seemed real Yeah, you could kiss like fire and you made me feel Like every word you said was meant to be No, it couldn't have been that easy to forget about me Baby, even the losers get lucky sometimes Even the lo sers keep a little bit of pride They get lucky sometimes Two cars parked on the overpass, |