teeth Gnashing at the bit of this emptiness You can't swallow down It echoes in your mouth The words keep bounding out Up a little late, aren't you? You let an empty bed
your teeth Gnashing at the bit of this emptiness You can't swallow down It echoes in your mouth The words keep bounding out Up a little late, aren't you? You let an empty bed
cool But the existence of you effects my life If you would forget the past And maybe someday take me back I'd rest easy in my bed tonight You know I
allows me to rise And though the sun is shining there's a cloud in the sky Letting me know that at any moment there could be rain And as beautiful as life
in a rerun Of a seventies sitcom soap "Some Mothers Do Have 'Em" Or "The Archie Bunker Show" I was smokin with Felicity The good life begins in bed
save me and my daughter's lives But I can't thrive off spirit and scripture the picture grew clearer I made the move to rear her in a life wanting for
think about your head when you was talking that mess Or this knife, across the face scar you for life Now, do you really wanna rock that ice? Do your security really love your life
sin And you think that that's enough Trying to find the key to your heart To unleash the love and trust And make us start At the good life But is there something good in life
lovesick and empty (I'd be empty without ya) Love, so empty (Ooh, so empty without ya) Lovesick and empty (I'd be empty without ya) So empty (So empty
Gone to bed, turned off the lights, and closed your eyes, does your emptiness come as a surprise. Don??° live a lie. Reach deep down and pull up your
, each heartbeat is hot That's the way we were way back, you forgot, ooh (He forgot, he forgot) You leave me so empty, it's makin' me sad To know that a good
went to my head again late last night. My bed of saccharine, my bad amphetamine. I was lit from within, burning with means and ends. And the city life
think of what my life might be In a world like I have seen I don't think I can carry on Carry on this cold and empty life Oh...noo! My spirits are low
sensation, and the empty fornication She brought infection home into her bed Quickly multiplying, now the three of them are dyin' By the poison she perceived to be good
Wasn't good for us And then you throw it all Started gettin' around With a few choice chicks But we had something special Plus the sex was sick Do you remember From the bed
, "You are entitled to and great" But I haven't wrote for 90 days, I'll get a good deal And I'll go away, away from the empty brains That ask how I wrote
around to fuck up my day I try, tolerate Good bye, take me I try, tolerate Good bye, take me I try, tolerate Good bye, take me I try, tolerate Good
