sun When I see you, when I see you, when I see you It's like I'm staring down the sun, yeah Hey, I'm blinded Hey, I'm blinded Hey, I'm blinded Time
a will to burn In attic rooms I just shut my door For seven weeks or maybe seven more It's like I face a seven headed whore The fights knocked out of
away from you I can't get away from you I can't get away from you I can't get away from you The jeep gets broken on a blown out road And I'm a tourist
I met you at the barricade It's fever pitch where the crowd has gathered You said the bow was breaking You want to get some coffee or something then?
where the greenbuds grow? I'd like to say you turned my life around I lost myself outside again When the sound runnin' through my head Drowned out, way out
I close my eyes and I see a freak I think it's me and I'm afraid to speak I keep on going from the weak to weakness Way out in line I dream of lives
Horny and burnout now is how it always ends for me Chemicals wear me down in your summertime bacchan Faster Than the morning comes She walks away like
Start your engines Start your engines Start your engines Can we get the chemicals in 'Cause anything's better than this Mix it up with Vicadin 'Cause
Everyone is so self righteous Lift your head again and try this If you want this, I do And I want this but I can't break through And I can see you begin
Was a good man, alright Right in the middle of another big fight Pull back another one tonight I'll never forget, but who protects the memories When we bleed each other from the vein
Just give me a call when you feel better But you never do and I'm just another debtor To some palm reader, who's got all her hands mixed up Palm reader
Today I found my soul I felt it die inside of me, yeah So I turn to you Who life is like that you know I have your face In a photo in high school When
Feel the speed through intersection Sheets of rain I seek out cars Hands in gloves, grip handlebars Ride alone to the pub in the dark I get a little wet
Could you believe it, those sapphire eyes The brilliant girl with the famous thighs Then the cameras click and then we are stars Laughing in the back
Tulkojums: Trešā acs Blind. Wake Par Young Souls (Out Of Vēnu).
a will to burn In attic rooms I just shut my door For seven weeks or maybe seven more It?s like I face a seven headed whore The fight?s knocked out of
Start your engines Can we get the chemicals in Cause anything?s better than this Mix it up with vicadin Cause anything?s better than this Little cuts
when we were one Chorus So when I see you, despite all that we?ve become I?m still blinded But I?m still staring down the sun When I see you I?m blinded
