Bad Examples - A place of her own

Tekst :

A bed and a chair
An empty box on the stair
A smile in the mirror
As she picks up the phone
A place of her own
She calls me to say
She moved in today
If I m doing nothing
She s got somewhere to go
A place of her own

And home is more than a pillow on the floor
It s more than four walls and a doorway
It s your space to grow

I drop by at eight
With Chinese food in a bag
She says the walls need painting
Then laughs and pulls me close
A place of her own

And home is more than a pillow on the floor
It s more than four walls and a doorway
It s your space to grow

A place of her own

Inne utwory

  • Squeezing the puzzle together
  • Feeling your head against the wall
  • Til the cup is broke
  • Not dead yet
  • Feed you to the sharks
  • One perfect moment
  • Statue by my phone
  • Ashes of my heart
  • Sammy the dog has learned to play trombone
  • The secret of television
  • You owe me money
  • Failing with the best intentions
  • Out of tune song
  • From ragtime to rags
  • Rubber cement man
  • Losowe utwory

    Forever in our hearts

    Pain and suffering
    Far beyond what all could comprehend
    Has come to pass, and there’s no turning back

    We cry for all we knew
    And we try to make it through
    The anguish seems impossible to bear

    Shall we live forever standing by?
    Or can we give a moment of our time?

    Stand with me, your soul is...

    Long way down

    Oh, here you are there s nothing left to say
    You re not supposed to be that way
    Did they push you out
    Did they throw your way

    Touch me now and I don t care
    When you take me I m not there
    Almost human but I ll never be the same

    Long way down I...

    Hey boy hey girl

    Hey girls, hey boys,
    Superstar DJ s,
    Here we go!
    [repeat]
    ...

    Forever

    All my life you ve been there for me
    To show me right from wrong
    When i was down you re arms would carry me
    when I was weak you were so strong
    That s why it s been so hard for me to see you...

    Your

    Can we live through this?

    Agents of the devil are you all
    Prostituting mundane revolution
    March on man/machine
    Fear should only be of yourself

    Fear should be of yourself

    You rape all human pleasure
    Harvest economic slavery
    Bleeding whores...

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