by American Head Charge on album The War of Art
My throat is dry when I (stain it) keep the hate alive (abuse it) your lips are tight when I (to keep it from) cover them with mine (running you) this is a sickness (need it) you cannot conceive (mist
by American Head Charge on album Shoot
My insanity is the very thing tempting you Grown up without only to be kept inside Almost and still never causing you trauma Broken and sore from all the suckers you invite Set yourself on fire again
by American Head Charge on album Shoot
Ive lived with the pain im feeling Sat out in the morning rain You’re betting the chase is ending But there’s something in the way We all will swim forever Swim in the sugars of someday maybe She
by American Head Charge on album Shoot
Baby was a black sheep. Baby was a whore. Baby got big and baby get bigger. Baby get something. Baby get more. Baby, baby, baby was a rock-and-roll nigger. Oh, look around you, all around you, riding
by American Head Charge on album The Feeling
The pulse in the bass drum Lulls you close enough For a peek of what's to come of this. Forming into around and right over a sound That has had you locked ever since it began. And for feeling your tra
by American Head Charge on album Let All The World Believe
Let All The World Believe All these rationalities keep turning snaking their way towards an exit inside of me Another line another lie more delusion excuse me while I force feed myself Cause what brin
by American Head Charge feat. Heacock on album The Feeling
It's been after me In this place A pleasant threat perfect void Stuck in modality With all this damage beyond repair When all our time fades away Just like everything else That proves that we are Di
by American Head Charge on album The Pledge Of Allegiance Tour Live Concert Recording
Shit filled spasms Deep in a colostomy bag I like being trapped inside The plastics wearing out Red and perfect her legs Spread out in front of me They're so open they make me sweat It's my lubricatio
by American Head Charge on album Non-Album Releases
I've never burned before You say it's quite exquisite I don't remove my skin It's not a prerequisite And when I give the word I want you to move up me And press down very hard Slowly count one
by Michael Franti & Spearhead on album Home
Every million miles ya haffe tek a first step* Every million miles ya haffe tek a first step I was sick of flippin' channels And sick of Flippin' quarters I called my man Zulu Said, "