BRODIE lyrics
BRODIE lyrics
"Good Guy - Bad Luck Lyrics"
Purgatory Lyrics
So here I stand Completely alone My skin absorbs the rain Helpless to control Pieces within the whole
Album: When I'm With You [EP] (2002)
I remember growing up, and I
Can't forget throwing up
That Friday night
I drank everything in site, and
I remember sneaking out, and how
My mom was freaking out
When I got ho
She had the police on the phone
Why do I always insist on
Making these dumb mistakes
I guess I'm just a good guy with bad:
I remember skipping class, and I
Can't forget that car crash
I didn't get far
I hit the principa
I remember her Dad's place, and I
Can't forget her Dad's face
When he opened the door
And caught us on her bedroom floor
Why do I always insist on
Making these dumb mistakes
Maybe it's just part of growing up
I'd like to think I'll learn my lesson
How many times does it take
I guess I'm just a good guy with bad luck
I'm just a good guy with bad luck
I'm always screwing up
This time I'm really fucked
I'm just a good guy with bad luck
So here I stand Completely alone My skin absorbs the rain Helpless to control Pieces within the whole
Album: When I'm With You [EP] (2002)
I remember growing up, and I
Can't forget throwing up
That Friday night
I drank everything in site, and
I remember sneaking out, and how
My mom was freaking out
When I got ho
You Lyrics
How strange I never noticed Your eyes or the colour of your hair. It seems to me you grow more beautiful In every wa
meHow strange I never noticed Your eyes or the colour of your hair. It seems to me you grow more beautiful In every wa
She had the police on the phone
Why do I always insist on
Making these dumb mistakes
I guess I'm just a good guy with bad:
I remember skipping class, and I
Can't forget that car crash
I didn't get far
I hit the principa
TANTRIC BEEHIVE Lyrics
Today is the day There is no other day Except for today Old Man Death took his last breath Goin' down
s new car, andToday is the day There is no other day Except for today Old Man Death took his last breath Goin' down
I remember her Dad's place, and I
Can't forget her Dad's face
When he opened the door
And caught us on her bedroom floor
Why do I always insist on
Making these dumb mistakes
Maybe it's just part of growing up
Where The Death Squad Lives 423 Lyrics
Goons in blackface creeping in the road -- farm family waiting for the night to explode -- working the land in an age of te
Goons in blackface creeping in the road -- farm family waiting for the night to explode -- working the land in an age of te
I'd like to think I'll learn my lesson
How many times does it take
I guess I'm just a good guy with bad luck
I'm just a good guy with bad luck
I'm always screwing up
This time I'm really fucked
I'm just a good guy with bad luck