From the recording songs from the junkyard
Lyrics
dont get mad ..
just the way
they are
plan your escape
is it a plan ..
or only
a vague idea
somewhere on an island
in your mind
a flickering light
catching attention ..
more and more ..
pushing you
part of every day ..
growin ..
the great escape ..
from my own life
take the girl
or leave her behind
the security
of immaturity
think I have to
leave that part ..
of myself ... behind
and i wonder
what will be
the first three chords
they play in heaven
cant give away a minute ..
dont have the time
listen
not another word
the words
gettin in my way
what happened
tell me what happened
to people
just doing what they love
why is that
how can that be so strange
gettin in my way
there will be no
gettin ..in my way
when Im ready
need more than a prison
and stronger chains
to hold me back
come closer ..
not that close
sell answers but
you buy the questions
lost in a place
you know by heart
give me a solution
to problems I dont have
if I fail .. no
i wont be ...
a regret ..
what happened
tell me what happened
to people
doing what they love
why is that strange
cant be ordinary..
hip is now boring
turned my back
on cool..
clothes, makeup and tattoos
is that creativity
or crying for attention
and
what happened to
people doin what they love
the soul of life
how and why ..
did that become so strange
disconnect me
from constant connection
absurd ideas
everyone a rebel
volunteer
your attention
captured
every click a buck 99
and i wonder
what will be
the first three chords
they play in heaven
I only wanna know
what will be
the first three chords
they play in heaven
