Stampin' Ground Lyrics
Stampin' Ground Lyrics
"Mid-Death Crisis Lyrics"
She's A Worky Ticket Lyrics
She's a worky ticket I bought her a King cone and she woudn't lick it she wanted the chocolate one but when I got ther
She's a worky ticket I bought her a King cone and she woudn't lick it she wanted the chocolate one but when I got ther
Another day, another trial
Another eternity spent in denial
Of the fact that we mean so very little
Face up to your mid-death crisis
The darkness, it blinds me
The misery always finds me
The soul dissection
Try to ascertain mid-deat
Well Behaved Lyrics
So listen up 'cause this one goes out to the way we hate We wonder how we all got so / And yes it's true we have to /h crisis
We think we're living, I wonder why?
We're just killing time until we die
Is this all there is?
There must be more than this
If there's a light at the end of the tunnel
Then I must be facing the other way
All I can see
One long ordeal of endless grey
The turning of the century
Should have meant the world to me
But could've meant so much more
If the world wasn't just as fucked as before
Another year of nothingness
Another test
How to deal with realisation
And face up to a mid-death crisis
Like a beggar, doubt comes creeping
Cloaked in ice, devoid of feeling
I try to learn to cope with the
Fear and guilt of this mid-death crisis
So listen up 'cause this one goes out to the way we hate We wonder how we all got so / And yes it's true we have to /
We think we're living, I wonder why?
We're just killing time until we die
Is this all there is?
There must be more than this
If there's a light at the end of the tunnel
Then I must be facing the other way
All I can see
Rose Garden Lyrics
I beg your pardon I never promised you a rose garden Along with the sunshine There's gotta be a little rain sometim
is yet more turmoilI beg your pardon I never promised you a rose garden Along with the sunshine There's gotta be a little rain sometim
One long ordeal of endless grey
The turning of the century
Should have meant the world to me
But could've meant so much more
If the world wasn't just as fucked as before
Another year of nothingness
Another test
Change of the Guard Lyrics
If you listen you can hear it It's the laughter in the street It's the motion in the music And the fire beneath
of our strengthsIf you listen you can hear it It's the laughter in the street It's the motion in the music And the fire beneath
How to deal with realisation
And face up to a mid-death crisis
Like a beggar, doubt comes creeping
Cloaked in ice, devoid of feeling
I try to learn to cope with the
Fear and guilt of this mid-death crisis