SINFUL THINGS (all song Lyrics)
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The skies reflect off you
The lights follow on queue
But I try not to stare
But it drives me insane
Oh why does July look so good on you?
Through auburn days and midnights
You walk the same because it feels right
You never know, they never hide
Cinnamon pearl, what’s inside?
What’s inside? What’s inside of you?
What’s inside?
There’s fire, There’s FIRE,
Fireworks on your face
I get high, you get higher
Fire works on your face
Can you feel her? Or believe in her?
Because I know, no one is there
The girl ain’t home
I’ll drink your face through both my eyes
This is the place we realize
The night is yours and so am I
Cinnamon pearl, what’s inside?
What’s inside? What’s inside of you?
What’s inside?
There’s fire, There’s FIRE,
Fireworks on your face
I get high, you get higher
Fire works on your face
And I swear, I could feel her
Burning up from my skin
And that’s why I can’t deny her
Fireworks
What a night for a ride.
But what’s inside?
THROUGH THE HELL
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20 thousand miles of air beneath our feet
That’s where both our eyes first came to meet
It’s where you told me you were running from your family
FUCK 'EM
Grounded to the world wanted from a far
Quick to burn your heart for the morning star
Though you’re far from home,
I get the feeling you know just what you’re doing
The longer I want her, the more I think that she can tell
I’m lonely but I’ll go
Through the hell that you put me through
You know, you know, you know I would
You know, you know I would
You know, you know I would
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Woooooooooooooooo!
Your word is like a narrow bridge and I’m trying not to be scared
What’s on the other side of this, more lies and eyes to make a vanity fair?
But the longer I want her, the more she keeps on doing it well
I’m lonely but I’ll go
Through the hell that you put me through
You know, you know, you know I would
You know, you know I would
You know, you know I would
And as for the landslide
That knocked you away and swept you right into my life
It once more came to take you from me
As word made it’s way about the homecoming queen
Who’d return on the day of reckoning
To be given to a man of their choice
But you were down with an American boy
Whoa, whoa-oh-oh, down with an American boy
Whoa, whoa-oh-oh, down with an American boy
Whoa, whoa-oh-oh, down with an American boy
Uh oh, yea
(GUITAR SOLO)
Through the hell that you put me through
You know, you know, you know I would
You know, you know I would
You know, you know I would
You know, you know I would
Sing my little Helen of Troy
Thank God you were down with an American boy
Whoa, whoa-oh-oh, down with an American boy
Whoa, whoa-oh-oh, down with an American boy
Down with an American boy uh-oh
Yea!
WICKED FOR DAYS
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I remember when I met you
Your fourth eye was open
Your words were soft spoken
I remember when I let you
My fever dreams worsened
From the arms with the serpent’s mouth
But who am I to scream?
I’d bow at the altar that brought you to me
If you’d let me stay, I would
And surrender to you despite signs from fate
That say
She’s been wicked for days
Playing all her wicked little games
She’s been wicked for days
And I know it, I know it, I know
Yea I know it, I know it, I know
I’m not afraid
Of love ever since I lost in a sense
So just make me believe
That our relationship runs off more than denial
I hear the voice of my defeat
You map it out with the stars that nourish me
I give in to the craze
So willingly, to spite my own face
But she weaves all things together
She is the earth after all
She breathes moonbeams and ember
She’s the rise of the fall
She’s been wicked for days
Playing all her wicked little games
She’s been wicked for days
And I know it, I know it, I know
Yea I know it, I know it, I know
[GUITAR SOLO]
She weaves all things together
She is the earth after all
She breathes moonbeams and ember
She’s the rise of the fall
She’s been wicked for days
Playing all her wicked little games
She’s been wicked for days
And I know it, I know it, I know
Yea I know it, I know it, I know
Yea I know it , I know it I know,
No
Yea I know it, I know it, I know
Yea I know it, I know it, I know
I know, I know, I know, no no no
I know, I know,
No no no no no no no
No no no no no no no
Decide what you want from me
Release me from your vicing machine
Won’t you let me go?
Though our futures are not aligned
Are we so helplessly intertwined? oh yea
So far the finger’s pointing right at you baby
It’s too bad we’re letting go
But I don’t know, I don’t know
No no, I said NO, I don’t know, I don’t know,
No, No
Stand by yourself, by yourself
You know what it’s like when I align myself to you
Push, pull, falling
Euphoria galore
Too good to be true
So far the finger’s pointing right at you baby
It’s too bad we’re letting go
But I don’t know, I don’t know
No no, I said NO, I don’t know, I don’t know,
No, No
Comparisons
Always Comparisons
That come by consequence of who we are
And common sense,
Oh where’s the calm in sense,
Your holy eminence,
Before we restart?
(GUITAR SOLO)
This time I think it’s coming right at you baby
It’s too bad we’re letting go
But I don’t know, NO
I don’t know, NO
No
CRACKS IN THE MIRROR
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I sing for the once lost love and the lightening
footsteps use to leave
I sing for who I know you use to be
It’s a chance in a million, A scar that is brilliant
But someone’s got to believe
I know that you could hear me underneath
So I sing to gods I hope will slowly bring you down
Down to me, For all to watch you float on level ground, Now…
The cracks in the mirror could not be clearer to me
They show me who you are and use to be
Those cracks in the mirror could not be clearer to see
They show me who you are when you see me
And I see, The gods I hope they fucking bring you down
Down to me, Crash land baby, You know I’d love the sound, right now
I’ll stay away of memories that still deceive
Of how I wanted you to be
But the cracks in the mirror could not be clearer to me
Show me who you are and use to be
Those cracks in the mirror could not be clearer to see
They show me who you are when you see me
Now I see, The gods I hope they, hope they bring you down
Down to me, Oh I hope you’ll always be around...
(GUITAR SOLO)
Cracks in the mirror, in the mirror
Show me what you are and use to be
Cracks in the mirror, in the mirror
Show me what you are when you see me
Now I see, The gods I hope they… I hope they….
Bring you down to me, down to me
Oh I hope you’ll always be around…
I said show me what you are
You’re my lucky star
Show me what you are when you see me
Like the devil, you’re the worst one
You give me the first taste
There’s beauty on the way down
You could see it post-haste
You don’t have to wonder why
You just gotta let it be
Possibilities, baby
Put a cover on my eyes
Anticipation is crazy
You know it gets better, better, better
I know that you go wild
And you know no one’s coming to save me
So it only gets better, better, better (yea)
I come around for the badness
Stick around for the madness
Front row seats to you
She’s not the kind of girl that you wanna meet
She’s just the kind of girl that you do
And you know it’s nothing serious
She’s here to work, work
She don’t give a damn about you
She’s got a job, her job
She’s got a job to do
Space ships and karma are all I give a fuck about
Streetlights and armour are all I need to make the route
And this is what I’m feeling now
Send me home full of doubt
Follow up with a text saying:
“We only get lost at your discretion,
Alone just you and me.
You’re the only one who understands my nature.
Our way home is off our feet,
So I’ll see you tomorrow, baby.”
I come around for the badness
Stick around for the madness
Front row seats to you
She’s not the kind of girl that you wanna meet
She’s just the kind of girl that you do
And you know it’s nothing serious
Because she’s here to work, work
She don’t give a damn about you
She’s got a job, her job
She’s got a job to do, oh yea
And I guess I never learn
All this time and all this effort, you’d think I like getting burned
But the story on the pages, yea they all remain unturned
But I still don’t give a fuck because I know
She’s here to work, work
She’s got a job to do
Back and forth and back and forth and back and forth and back and forth
Go to work like a hobby
Connect the dots on her body
And it ain’t over yet
Work, work
She don’t give a damn about you
(she don’t give up, she’s got it)
She’s got a job, her job
She’s got a job to do
And I guess I never learn
All this time and all this effort, you’d think I like getting burned
But the story on the pages, yea they all remain unturned
But I still don’t give a fuck because I know
She’s here to work, work
She’s got a job to do