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2004 |
1. | Gnaahh |
2. | Up in Flames |
3. | Hands in the Air |
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5. | Is There Love in Space? |
6. | If I Could Fly |
7. | Souls of Distortion |
8. | Just Look Up |
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10. | Searching |
11. | Bamboo |
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You wake up in the morning and you're smokin' like a house on fire
'Cause you've been out all night, and you're burnt down to the wire
I really love you baby, but you put me through the fire
Whoa
Your lifestyle...is killin me
Your lifestyle...is killin me
And if I don't do somethin' 'bout it there'll be nothing left for me
Whoa
Youre talkin' too much while you're driving in way too fast
And you never make sense 'cause you're too busy havin' a blast
I know we got no future 'cause you just can't remember the past
Whoa
Your lifestyle...is killin me
Your lifestyle...is killin me
And if I don't do somethin' 'bout it there'll be nothing left for me
Whoa
Pack my bags got one foot out the door
'Cause I can't take one more night on the killin' floor
I must be losin' my mind 'cause I think I'm comin' back for more
Whoa
Your lifestyle...is killin me
Your lifestyle...is killin me
And if I don't do somethin' 'bout it there'll be nothing left for me
Whoa
Stop...killin' me
Stop...killin' me
Stop...killin' me
Stop...killin' me
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I'll tell you something.
I'm not one to lie,
but it might leave you feelin' cold. (Feelin' cold)
I've been a sinner
most of my life.
Dear God, have mercy on my soul.
You like the sunshine.
That's not my way.
I need a hurricane
to wash my sins away.
I like the rain...
I like the rain washing over me.
I do my own thing, any old time.
Livin' large, always. (Always)
I'm down and dirty. It's such a crime.
You know some day I'm gonna pay. (Kid)
Now and then I think
I'm really bad.
But then I think of all the good times I've had.
I like the rain...
I like the rain falling down on me.
So come and join me, if you dare.
I'll take you for a little ride. (Little ride)
Could be the last time, I don't really care.
It's just the turning of the tide. (Tide)
The day is coming, just look on high.
My own apocalypse is falling from the sky.
I like the rain...
I love the rain falling down on me.
I love the rain...
I like the rain washing over me.
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