Yellowcard lyrics
Yellowcard lyrics
"Back Home lyrics"
Magma lyrics
The pulsation of my blood The pressure splits my skin Magma floats Burns feeble flesh into ashes Sulphurous screams in my head In a petrified soul
The pulsation of my blood The pressure splits my skin Magma floats Burns feeble flesh into ashes Sulphurous screams in my head In a petrified soul
Don't know what I was looking for when I went home, I found me alone
And sometimes I need someone to say, "You'll be all right. What's on your mind?"
But the water's shallow here and I am full of fear, and empty handed after two long years
Another sunny day in Californ-i-a
I'm sure back home they'd love to see it
But they don't know that what you love is ripped away
The day that we met I'll never forget Was the luckiest day of my life She took me so far And I broke her heart Now I'm sittin' here With the simple truth That tears me
Back home I always thought I wanted so much more, now I'm not too sure
Cause sometimes I miss knowing someone's there for me and feeling free
Free to stand beside the ocean in moonlight
And light myself a smoke beneath the dark Atlantic sky
Another sunny day in Californ-i-a
I'm sure back home they'd love to see it
But they
Black Gold lyrics
Looking ahead Watching my empire Go up in flames I'm walking on thin ice Look at my hands They are covered in grease Just pay in cash, if you know what I mean Too much
on't know that what you love is ripped awayLooking ahead Watching my empire Go up in flames I'm walking on thin ice Look at my hands They are covered in grease Just pay in cash, if you know what I mean Too much
Before you get a chance, before you get a chance to feel it
Everybody here is living life in fear of falling out of line
Tearing lives apart and breaking lots of hearts just to pass the time
And the eyes get red in the back of your head, this place will make you blind
Put it all behind me and I'll be just fine
Another sun
The Man's Too Strong lyrics
I'm just and ageing drummer boy And in the wars I used to play And I've called the tune To many a torture session Now they say I am a war criminal And I'm fading away F
ny day beneath this cloudless skyI'm just and ageing drummer boy And in the wars I used to play And I've called the tune To many a torture session Now they say I am a war criminal And I'm fading away F
Sometimes I wish that it would rain here
And wash away the west coast dreaming from my eyes
There's nothing real for them to see here
Another starry night in Californ-i-a
I'm sure back home they'd love to see it
But they don't know that what you love is ripped away
Before you get a chance, before you get a chance to feel it