[Jekyll] I must be wise I must try to analyze Each change in me, Everything I see- How will it be ? Will I see The world Through different eyes
I went from a hardtop to a convertible like Imma transformer, I went from a hardtop to a convertible like Imma transformer, I went from a hardtop to a
I saw a dried up river and a rich man Turning on a garden hose I see a young man picking up a gun I guess that's where the money goes, yeah Am I just
I'm moving through some changes I'll never be the same Something you did touched me There's no one else to blame The love we had has fallen The love
I see the cold mist in the night And watch the hills roll out of sight I learned in every single day Inside out, outside in, every way The sun can warm
if I were you your gonna die tonight you did something wrong & you know it wasnt right money means much more to you feeling you had to screw the friends
I wish that I could stay But stayin' here confuses me more, so I'll go 'Cause there's someone else who cares for me like you do You are my friend, and
You woke me up at 3:00 a.m. To tell me about the fire You said that she was more than a friend You were consumed by your desire And so it goes this too
Change is then, change is now Change is what, change is how Change is this and change is that Change is where change is at Change is good Change is
I put a spell on you because you're mine You'd better stop the things that you do I ain't lyin', no I ain't lyin', yeah I just can't stand it, baby For
There are winds of changes blowing Gathering leaves up in its path And the people who are the leaves Will remain in our hearts, with love, till eternity
There is no one, nothin' to see The night is useless and so are we 'Cause everybody knows The fabric of folly is fallin' apart at the seams And I've
Cold brains Unmoved, untouched, unglued Alone at last And no thoughts No mind to rot behind A trail of disasters A final curse Abandoned hearse We ride
Where will you go when this day is over? A gambler's purse lays on the road Straight to your door, snakes have gone crazy tonight Winding their way out
I just found me a bottle of blues Some strange comfort for a soul to soothe Ain't it hard, ain't it hard To want somebody who doesn't want you And I'
It's so easy to laugh at yourself And all those jokes have already been written Seems like another vain attempt To let yourself fall out of the oven
Oh, when they beat upon a broken guitar And all the streets, they reek of tropical charms The embassies lie in hideous shards Where tourists snore
Lazy flies all hovering above The magistrate, he puts on his gloves And he looks to the clouds, all pink and disheveled There must be some blueprints
