I miss the days of air guitar, my childhood’s gone but it’s gone too far.
Lord in your mercy fear our prayers, they manifest in many layers.
And oh! Regret! Forget the times you worked too hard,
Rules and regulations don’t work for me, I’ll learn what I need from MTV.
And I’ll manipulate who I like, when I like, why I like, how I like. Because I like it, yeah I like it a lot.
Tell me, that’s all that you’ve got.
And I’m tired of waiting; can’t help but think I’m skating on thin ice.
Tired of waiting, for some righteous beam of light to show and tell me that I am right.
Preach these things from fat textbooks, open your eyes and take a look and
Listen to the summer sounds, listen to them make their rounds.
And hey! Repress! Forget to feel so damn depressed,
Life can’t be taught it can only be learnt, so touch some fires and feel the burn.
And I’ll manipulate who I like, when I like, why I like, how I like. Because I like it, yeah I like it a lot.
Tell me, that’s all that you’ve got.
And I’m tired of waiting; can’t help but think I’m skating on thin ice.
Tired of waiting, for some righteous beam of light to show and tell me that I am right.
So come on take off the skirt, you know it won’t hurt. Being led like a dog, you know it won’t work.
Lose the best jacket, lose the best shirt. Stop trying to change, don’t try to convert.
Lose the best jacket, lose the best shirt. Stop trying to change, don’t try to convert.
And I’ll manipulate who I like, when I like, why I like, how I like. Because I like it, yeah I like it a lot.
My life is all that I got.
And I’m tired of waiting; your narrow views are suffocating.
Tired of waiting, for some righteous beam of light to show and tell me what I believe.
And I’ll manipulate who I like, when I like, why I like, how I like. Because I like it, yeah I like it a lot.
From the top of her head to the tip of her toes,
She’s stunning as those gorgeous things go.
She wears stiletto high heels and a pencil skirt that clings tight to her thighs,
Hot in the morning and smoking at night.
Ever since she stepped into my life, nothing else has seemed quite so bright,
She’s gonna be mine, if everything goes right, she’s gonna be mine... by the end of the night.
Distracting is an understatement, she loves it and it’s completely blatant.
I’m lost in her charm, everywhere that I turn,
I’m messing with fire, and I’m gonna get burned.
When she walks in the room, everyone goes silent.
Like they’ve seen a scene occur, and it’s ever so violent.
But really it’s her beauty; it’s knocked them for six.
The men are gobsmacked and the women feel sick.
She’s gonna be mine mine mine, if everything goes right.
She’ll be mine mine mine, mine by the end of the night.
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There’s one or two ways that this is gonna go.
She’s gonna say yes or she’s gonna say no.
My heat is pounding, and my tongue feels thick.
It might sound better if I say it real quick.
You’ve got me inch thick, knee deep.
Stalking around like I’m half asleep.
I’m moving forwards and back, and side to side,
My eyes are open but there’s nothing switched on inside.
And it’s easy to be used and abused.
Keeping things this easy is a sure way to lose.
I’m like a puppet without any strings,
Bending over backwards just to do all the things,
I don’t want to do, I don’t want to say,
But without thought you know they’re done anyway
I’m like a bird without any wings,
I’m weighing up my options and there’s no way I’ll win.
A downward spiral, from heaven to floor,
And when I’m crushed I’ll just be left wanting more.
And it’s easy to be used and abused.
Keeping things this easy is a sure way to lose.
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And when I’m out on the street, you know I stare at my feet.
I know a place I can go, where there’ll be nobody home.
Beds’ll be empty and clean, it will be worse than a dream.
But I won’t get up and go, ‘cause you are all that I know.
And it’s easy to be used and abused.
Keeping things this easy is a sure way to lose.
Don’t give me any love or war or peace for sure, what’s more don’t gimme any compliments,
I’m just lookin’ for a way to relax on the floor that I’ve got... Without your condiments.
Seems whatever you say doesn’t matter, it’s all waste anyway but *HEY*! It’s our waste isn’t it?
Why’re we lookin’ for a way to imprison it when it brings us so much more of our treasured joy?
I’m a pleasure boy.
Yeah, I like to forget the lies and the times I try to make a change, to make things right again.
Seems whatever you do is gonna constrict you and me beneath our *wil-dest dreams*.
D’you wanna leave it all behind stop being so keen because... Life’s too short for that.
Suits me.
Twisted video games aint the reason to restrain these kids, what they’re doing right now’s not much worse than you did.
You’re all just a bunch of hypocrites and it makes me cringe when your excuses are that stupid.
Yeah, I like to forget the lies and the times I try to make a change, to make things right again.
Seems whatever you do is gonna constrict you and me beneath our *wil-dest dreams*.
D’you wanna leave it all behind stop being so keen because... Life’s too short for that.
Suits me.
Yeah, I like to forget the lies and the times I try to make a change, to make things right again.
Seems whatever you do is gonna constrict you and me beneath our *wil-dest dreams*.
D’you wanna leave it all behind stop being so keen because... Life’s too short for that... Life’s too short for that... *Life’s too short for that*.
Suits me.
From 9 in the morning ‘til 5 at night,
I fight and I struggle but nothing feels right.
I’m treated like a child and frustration is key,
With unimportant figureheads questioning me.
My eyes feel heavy, and my pen moves steady,
My face looks switched on but my brain is asleep.
And I’m too ready to get up and go,
But your shit administration is trying to say no.
I can hold a gun, or vote for change,
But with my top button undone, there is no end to the day.
I can hold a gun, or vote for change,
But with my top button undone, there is no end to the day.
You have delusions of grandeur, from 9 ‘til 8,
When the bell starts the day and you step through the gate.
Feeling the power in your fingers and you just cannot wait,
To push down on a life, and make them contemplate.
The way that they are and the things that they say.
The problem with you is that you won’t go away.
You’re addicted to power, and nothing will change,
But the bell rings again and you’re done for the day.
I’m stuck in a crack and I’m feeling inanimate,
I can hold a gun, or vote for change,
But with my top button undone, there is no end to the day.
I can hold a gun, or vote for change,
But with my top button undone, from you I cannot be saved.
Broken hearts and angry letters,
Boring subjects have never seemed better.
Torn up plans for sunny days,
Of getting caught up in your own ways.
And oh, we’ll be there when you fall,
We’ll be there when you call.
We’ll be there when the time gets tough and you can’t deal with it all.
Be a slave to your ambition,
Write the stories, yet to be written,
Close your eyes, and feel the sun,
Ignore the rain that’s yet to come.
And oh, we’ll be there when you fall,
We’ll be there when you call.
We’ll be there when the time gets tough and you can’t deal with it all.
And it’s ok to cry, when people ask you why. When people fail to understand the reasons you choose to lie.
And it’s ok to cry, when people ask you why. When people fail to understand the reasons you choose to lie.
And oh, we’ll be there when you fall,
We’ll be there when you call.
We’ll be there when the time gets tough and you can’t deal with it all.
Because you can deal with it all, yeah you can deal with it all.
