Shape by the clearest blue Like it always was Just another time we're caught inside Every open eye Holding on tightly to the sides Never quite learning why Whenever I feel it coming on You can be well aware If ever I try to push you away

People round here Call me an airhead The folks round here Red light warning Should go play with the traffic Red light warning Break down coming Know I like a bottle of wine Think I'm better off dead Ain't too refined

(Bury us all) My time to stand This is my chance This is our chance I see them coming with shrouds to bury us all Before we were, before we were born they shaped our lives Leading us into an unmarked grave in moments Moments life could end so I will

We gotta stand for something Start running, running, it's the rapture Coming, they're gonna catch ya We give it all or nothing, we've gotta stand for something 'Cause it’s the rapture, oh, oh, oh Tonight I'm the last man standing Threw a wish down the

(Momma can you carry me?) To the early morning I wanna make it right My faith is buried somewhere underneath the town (Until it’s paid for) Strawberry season, my sweetheart is coming ‘round (After it rains and pour) How did you find me here? It must be

That help is coming When I need it most Give me hope But give me hope Let it rain As I walk these streets unknown To no one named Not even myself When I'm low

You don't need no other lover, we can keep it undercover I want you all to myself And nobody else, yeah You're a sexy machine You're a Hollywood dream And you got me feeling like a homecoming queen Let's drop out of this crowd Somewhere no one's allowed

I've become so numb, I can't feel you there Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow I'm tired of being what you want me to be Become so tired, so much more aware By becoming this all I want to do Is be more like me and be less like you Every

Oh, toy soldier A boy that knows how to take care of me Won't be just coming over This time I need a soldier, a really bad ass soldier That know how to take, take care of me I'm so damn glad that's over This time I need a soldier, I'm sick of toy

(Ground beneath my feet) I need that (Ground beneath my feet) to feel that I need that (ground beneath my feet) to feel that (Ground beneath my feet) to feel that, I need that I need that home, I'm coming home, I'm coming home 'Cause it's life that I've