It's like I never had time to look away.Bodies stuck between death and decay,are plastic and set up on display.And their eyes are wide and they are looking my way.Each ligament exp...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Classic Crime
Hey, hey, hey. (x3)Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.I've been sitting in the suicide lane on Highway 99,looking for a sign in the headlights.Well, I've been to war with my mind,but things w...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Classic Crime
What's it gonna take for meOn my hands and kneesWhile other poets fill pages of loose-leafI feel cheap and I feel empty (I feel empty)We will bathe in the sea of disbeliefBut we wi...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Classic Crime
Call me a liar, call me your friend,
I will let you down again
Cause I'm a disaster of epic proportions,
I know this is the end
I am not worthy to be called your savior,
I am not g...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Classic Crime
He gets his information from overhearing conversations
He doesn't ask questions, doesn't learns many lessons
And he keeps his mouth shut until it boils over and he blows up
And the...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Classic Crime
Friends,i will keep you like trophies in my heart,to remember how loneliness was a faded dream, on 219th street. We were more than just young, we were full of it.And no-one could t...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Classic Crime
Dripping wet with practiced sincerity,
cute slogans for intangible mysteries
You reduce your god (pruned to profit your ego)
to a TV commercial,
"Buy what I sell! (advertise, adver...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Classic Crime
Give me wings,Give me peace.These are the things that I need.I'm tormented, broken and shamedAre you listening? (Are you listening)?Give me shelter from the storm,I know it's a lot...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Classic Crime
Sick with regret, you sputter out.Your flame swallowed in doubt.Light the cigarette and take a breath,the smoke inflates your chest and thins your blood so you bleed less insideLef...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Classic Crime
What great risk to truly liveWe could die aloneOur self-proclaimed meaning of bliss is getting what we're owed.It's always getting what we're owedI am like a machine, all that I re...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Classic Crime