wasted here
turn your eyes into
helping as whores fucked with thinners
it's a wasteland here
not a spot of dry water, where else
where will i stand without
the fields or westerwinds and hills
burn my stride when i'm in stitches
it's not the same, good such as
calling the phone
when my head is done.
Some say go
it's not a common way
a cynical unknown
it's time to get away
see it comin', there's none stay
that's when you get away
oh it's nothing to seem low
when you're going way too slow
and you just don't seem to realize
that's how you feel
right on
yer brainded
a sentence says to come on down
said to get us laid
yes I've learned that you're gonna
miss the wrong way and, in a sense,
talking some kind of mystery this time
missing calls another waits
but they started going way down
listening to sins to know me by
watching the sun rising up to her
to sing songs, sing soul
persuade you
to pour out of sight
someone's empty life,
tools of night and day
as we've been
satisfied
that they'll meet good things with love
that are close and dying
as they go
listen to pills
some nights and it
makes me tender
all but right
overdrive
Mr Hill goes to town
wondering what's his name
nothing here slows him down
with only himself to blame
wondering what had happened
death ringing from your skull
ne'er coming back
where his love was fifteen
and my life's on track
tender love is safe here
test yourself when a
valid answer is there
(Dear Wayne) Kilroy is Dead
Tuning: D or slightly lower w/ 2nd string tuned C
Main Progression: F5 E5 A5
F5 E5 A5
He's uncertain, of his time
F5 E5 A5
nothing is sensitive
F5 EA A5
nothing to take, but my time
F5 E5 A5
holding his anger
destitute, locked in line
nothing is sensitive [lost the sign]
given all answers,
can't win the side
and it's an instance to
F D# F
nothing is sensitive
F G
nobody's justified
F D# G
F5 for solo
Isn't it bitter dear Wayne?
loathing his anger
got no taste got no life
nothing is sensitive [I've lost the time]
got no chance to, when you're right on time
but that's a different pursuit...in one's eye
when it hits the stairwell!
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