I can't see this world unless I go Outside my Southern Comfort zone When I miss my Tennessee home When your wheelhouse is the land of cotton, The first time you leave it can be strange, it can be shocking Not everybody drives a truck, not everybody

On the level Boy, this could be your year Make an old man proud of you Forget about the tears See me eye-to-eye Stand up like a man Even from the underside Man, I never had a choice Never had a chance

This animal I have become Help me believe It's not the real me Somebody get me through this nightmare I can't control myself So what if you can see The dark inside of me Somebody help me tame this animal I can't escape this hell

Tell me the things that'll take time And exhale the vile Never will I concede the end Burn inside of me Heretic Jackals worship liars Forever I'll be the god that you desire To help see the things that'll take this And hold onto things that'll make my

Don't let 'em get Inside of your head And the black keys Never looked so beautiful And the lights out Never had this bright a glow And a perfect rainbow Never seemed so dull She walks away

How can I bear this any longer? Arms stretched out only to hold separation Take me away I'm dying inside Emptied before you I will fight until the day When I will see Sight given to these blind eyes When will I be taken from this life? Take what is your

You seemed so sweet at the start But the start's all wrong You say you speak from your heart But your heart's all gone Yeah your heart's all gone Take off the gloves We fell in love by the side of the road This desert will break you down The veins you cut

Mary was the type of girl Tell me did you see her face Tell me did you smell her taste Tell me what's the difference Don't they all just look the same inside? Buddha for Mary Here it comes This is the life on Mars Mary was a different girl

Oh, Milady, I hope you know what I see, From this side of the sea, Quoi, quoi, quoi, disent les corbeaux, J’ai montré à vos petits, Des images du désert, Drapeau bas, Quoi, quoi, quoi, Sombre et cruelle est devenue mon âme, Mais la blessure était

Leave the lights on You see this side of me Fluent in the sheets You read in between me I ain't a stranger to the foreplay Leave the, leave the lights on Leave them lights on Leave 'em, leave 'em lights on, on Do it side on