see you guys. And start to play with all of the little energy I've got left. Every Tuesday, it's you and I and a wall of sound. It's the passion and heart, it
it doesn't matter, cause the music's so fierce! Pick it up, pick it up. The show is great, and we're all having fun. Pick it up, pick it up. Music's
your psychopathic mind games. I won't fall down and out again. Do you know how people feel when you act this way? (Psychologically) Do you know how it
my words linger your pain? Whenever I see you, I still think about the day you came to get some help. I stood there with nothing to say. Why was it so
Late at night, sitting in a bar. It's a miracle that I've come this far. I look up and meet your eyes. Hold your hand, and I think that it feels like
this. But when the light comes up from the dark horizon, that I have within me. I feel so good inside. Ever had that feeling? Ever had that whohohoo? It
in your life of glamour an pity sides. We're like a team in a league of reality games. I've said it once, and I'll say it again. You're my friend, and
mind. Sometimes I talk to my self. It's like a different soul is trying to steal my personality. Sometimes it just takes over when I least expect it,
to look at life? Some kind of magic? All I know is that I love you so... You're so sweet when you have this funny face. You make me smile. And it makes
