Ole man trouble Ole man trouble leave me alone Go find you someone else to pick on I live my live and now you see now Please stay away from me, oh now Ooo oh yeah, Oh I look like I'm down in my luck

I can do it I’m only human And I bleed when I fall down And I crash and I break down Your words in my head, knives in my heart You build me up and then I fall apart But I’m only human 'Cause I’m only human, yeah I can hold my breath

Dead human collection I want to be one with the dead Collection of dead humans, dead I cannot scream, my mouth is wired shut I cannot see, my eyes are filled with blood I must die while suffering Pawn of torturous punishment Losing all reason to live

The American dream on a shoestring, Give a good push just like a Brady, Too soon to be a mother and father, But too late for the alma mater, Babies makin' babies Say you'll love 'em 'till your eighty, Yeah it's always in the water First you grow it then

That original lifeline Original lifeline I'm the same, I'm the same I'm try'na change Cause there’s a hole where your heart lies And I see can it with my third eye And though my touch, it magnifies You pull away, you don't know why Hey, look up

When love gets a hold of you It's just a matter of time It's gonna hit you right between the eyes You'll wake up in the middle of the night I'll be the only thing on your mind Won't be able to shake it loose Before you have your first cup of coffee

Searching, for something more Searching, for something right Searching, for a sense of clarity Searching, for a place to die! It's days like this I wish that I, wish that I had stayed asleep It's times like these that make it so difficult to be No light

On my not so straight and narrow path Waitin' at a stop light yesterday As a funeral procession made its way through the gates Watched it roll up a winding road Through a field of green With white headstones All in a row And it made me think about where

Ella me tira por la noche Tirame un Snapchat, babe ¿Dime mami donde estás? Pero me tiene que la voy a buscar yeah Me manda fotos por el celular Y ni si quiera me conoce Me encanta lo que me muestras, babe ¿Donde te puedo encontrar? Tengo algo para darte

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind The answer is blowin' in the wind How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man? How many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon