Cave-In lyrics
Cave-In lyrics
"Controlled Mayhem Then Erupts Lyrics"
When a Man Loves a Woman Lyrics
When a man loves a woman Can't keep his mind on nothin' else He'd change the world for the good thing he's found
When a man loves a woman Can't keep his mind on nothin' else He'd change the world for the good thing he's found
This moon was a planet just like the earth, only it is even deader.
The pistols of its flowers are the only protection against insetcs,
which were more preoccupied with the half rotted inhabitants soiled to the brim undet their own garments.
History tells us of their
We Got You Lyrics
Intro: We got you jumpin'hooplahs You took a silly kind of look into my head I don't need a
blood flowing down one leg and up the other.Intro: We got you jumpin'hooplahs You took a silly kind of look into my head I don't need a
Memories insoluble to their conscience, memories,
outside themselves in a twisted prank played upon them by dogs tired of chasing their food.
Thin oxygen curves their posture substantially.
Flashes of their purpose stripped t
Here We Go Lyrics
So here we go once again And I love you pretty baby Here we go once again once again And it is time my old friendo skeletal ornaments of meat
and resin from animal marks flciker over the loudscreen.
Machines hum quietly in the distance.
A few naive inhanbitants wander foolishly after sundown in search of black spots,
but no one leaves this moon carefree of memory.
Survivors o
wronged in the eyes by a million miles and a million more bodies to sift through.
The smaller creatures have the secret to pinning us down to the dirt:
When they breathe, they inspire, when we breathe, we expire.
So here we go once again And I love you pretty baby Here we go once again once again And it is time my old friend
and resin from animal marks flciker over the loudscreen.
Machines hum quietly in the distance.
A few naive inhanbitants wander foolishly after sundown in search of black spots,
but no one leaves this moon carefree of memory.
Survivors o
It's Killing Me Lyrics
Another day and I'm on my feet But the street feels like it's sleepin' I'm on a mission and it ain't too sweet
ften match their hands upward towards greater satellites,Another day and I'm on my feet But the street feels like it's sleepin' I'm on a mission and it ain't too sweet
wronged in the eyes by a million miles and a million more bodies to sift through.
The smaller creatures have the secret to pinning us down to the dirt:
When they breathe, they inspire, when we breathe, we expire.