indie
rock
singer
folk
bob dylan
rock star
damage
talented
fashion
the peace
beejae
fuck california
greener
wdve
Lyrics
I get my thrills chasing kills through
midnight hours that know my secrets
I get my kicks playing tricks,
And as a bonus it's my best defense
I could climb a wall just to fall
As long as I know that I gave my best
I like my fun well-done;
But somehow it seems to turn to a mess
Could put a map in my lap
But it won't show me where I need to be
Turn on your light, shine it bright,
It will not teach me what I need to see
Can't plan this out when in doubt,
And I am certain that I'm quite unsure
And if I choose I still loose,
I'll always feel that there was something
more
I get my dreams so it seems,
From movies where I co write all the
scenes
So sleeping in's one option,
If I want to live all my fantasies
And where to start's the hard part,
When there is no one paid to be leading
Could change my mind at any time,
And that's all the knowledge that I'll be needing.
But I don't, I don't, I don't know where to....