Afterhours testi pop kills your soul

death of the form our dreams would have attained death of the will, desire and dismay like a nazi mith of red eternal youth 'till nothing is what you think of pop kills your soul just like everything else does we fancied and we expected, we are all the same and we all get so banal, and we all making the same talks 'bout years of collapsing we missunderstend leaking down through my hands pop kills your soul...as everything else has done I'm seven years old, listen to the song you were a yeti whoman hairy fierce and lone I 'member the rage your face disintegrated and the fear that I would not ehy! hate it pop kills your soul...as everything else has done

Fell the pulsations Of something in my head I am an airplane gonna explode There's something that you say And there's something that you hide Come inside Come inside As you get me As I'm waiting to get The conception Let me flying the flame We might find a secret A petty little thing Or we couldn't find a thing at all 'Cause there's something that you said And there's something that you hide Come inside Come inside As you get me As I'm waiting to get The conception That keeps my life tied to your plans Come on the airplane Come on the airplane

I feel so prisoner babe And I don't know why But the thing that keeps me here It's my addiction In or out baby Love Couldn't define us all In or out baby Love It's not what we caressing on Your smell's my oxygen Your smell's my oxygen So softly and so strongly I sell my mind It's something so dirty That I could try In or out baby Love Couldn't define us all In or out baby Love It's not what we rubbing on Your smell's my oxygen Your smell's my oxygen It's so insane Inside my eyes I've come to my angel And she lets me die In or out baby Love Couldn't define us all In or out baby Love It's not what we rubbing on Here comes my oxygen Here comes my oxygen

I ain't got time, only got a dime to make a last call I'm gettin' soaking wet and it ain't rained yet since last fall I got myself a coach ticket on the Southern railroad line I don't have to worry 'cause I know it never leaves on time Late last night we made love and ev'rything was all right You walked out the door and the only thing I saw was the hall light I got myself a coach ticket on the Southern railroad line I don't have to worry I know it never leaves on time Why didn't you see that you don't feel the same way as I do I understood before that you couldn't take much more as I knew I got myself a coach ticket on the Southern railroad line I don't have to worry 'cause I know it never leaves on time

Paid the price of an existence you impose and I would long for Living in the land of sweetener is not fun And on and on and on I would have killed to be in your land Your democratic combination of nazi trends But we living in the land of sweetener And we're coming on and on What we always got as a sweetener It's coming on and on Land of freedom land of wisdom You care only about one culture You helping us carrying the weight of our cultural gap But something is going wrong I would have killed to be your race Maybe I'd impose someone my system Living in the province of the empire is not fun We're coming on and on What we always got as a sweetener It's coming on and on Paid the price of an existence You impose and I would long for Living in the land of sweetener is not fun And on and on and on I would have killed to be your race How destruction can meet grace You helping us carrying the weight of our cultural gap But something will go wrong What we always got as a sweetener It's coming on and on

please let me keep my eyes open tonight cause sometimes i feel like i'm totally blind the softer embrace divours us inside the hardest arrangement i cannot rinounce cause everybody locks some other in coalitions between the factions i got this skill in and i'm gonna keep it we are the fear disguised as realism we are each other's undesired gift it's something so clever - it's something so new it's something so clever - it breaks us in two everybody locks some other in coalitions between the factions i got this skill in my mind's resilient i came down a hurricane new as a child you've got your excuse i just have to find mine waiting all life long to make just a move or maybe the move is to wait all life long everybody locks some other everyone can be so strong.

(Lennon McCartney) Sheep dog standing in the rain Bull grog doing it again Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles What make you think you're something special when you smile Childlike no on understand Jack knife in your sweaty hands Some kind of innocence is measured out in years You don't know what it's like to listen to you fears You can talk to me You can talk to me You can talk to me If you're lonely, you can talk to me Big man walking in the park Wigwam frightened of the dark Some kind of solitude is measured out in you You think you know but you haven't got a clue You can talk to me You can talk to me You can talk to me If you're lonely, you can talk to me Hey Bulldog

Everyone is nothing but a sail everyone is nothing but a try ought to find a way ought to find a way out i got a way that's gonna dry my brain compromise's going to kill my babe compromise's going to kill my babe i cannot talk without being a lier i cannot feel 'cause it just made me tired something that you say something that you say i'd feel the urge but i can't feel the claim compromise's going to kill my babe everyone is nothing but a sail everyone is nothing but a try something that you say something that you say i got a way that's gonna dry my brain compromise's going to kill my babe compromise's going to kill my babe

dad i'm dead on the floor dad i'm dead on the floor it's like you moving anymore and i don't like it anymore i'm just a mile away to get my brand new way i'm just a mile away but a can't fix the way and maybe i feel so weak but i can't feel the guilt cause i'm like jesus christ and that's all what it appeals dad i'm dead on the floor i don't like it anymore dad i'm dead on the floor i just don't like it anymore richie plays with the blood i don't like it anymore he washed his spike and splashed all around the floor and the room is a slush we won't wipe it away cause you think i'm here for you but i'm here for myself so maybe i feel so weak but i won't feel the guilt cause i'm like jesus christ and that's all what it appeals dad i'm dead on the floor i don't like it anymore dad i'm dead on the floor i just don't like it anymore.