Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes Turn and face the strange Ch-ch-changes Time may change me Still don't know what I was waitin' for And my time was runnin' wild A million dead end streets and Every time I thought I'd got it made

Motherfucker, I'm gone Motherfucker you ain't my accountant You don't know what I'm doing Focusing on what I'm giving back Man, make better music Fuck preaching on top of the mountain, people can see through it Keeping my name in your mouth, just don't

Window to window and wall to wall Can of Krylon, we out to bomb Four in the morning I'm with the squad There we go, there we go, there we go, there we go Chill-chill-chilin' with the crew Just writing my name in graffiti on the wall Who-who-who is he?

Under your scars I pray You're like a shooting star in the rain You're everything that feels like home to me, yeah Under your scars, I could live inside you time after time If you'd only let me live inside your mind Live inside your mind If you feel like

No, I don't feel a thing. Life's going by me. And still I say, Oh God! I'm making the same mistakes. Low? I'm on empty. Try to erase all the bad times. Free? I don't seem to be. My soul remains tied to your life. Every breath you breathe deep, I feel you

I'll shake my fist up to the sky Just keeping my dreams alive I'm one part saint and two part sinner, And the last part is still on the line If I only knew what I know Grown from a seed of hope I've never known Been raised by the surroundings of a home

What explains our enduring fascination with vampires? And what dark and hidden parts of our psyche are aroused and captivated "Few creatures of the night have captured our imagination like vampires. What is it about the vampire myth that explains our

My troubles test me on the daily They say that only God can save me I think I'm slowly going under But I won't ever tell my brother And now I wonder where's the good gone? 'Cause I can't find no miracles 'til I go home Oh, I wonder where's the good gone?

I waste my time whenever I like I'm feelin ok with my whiskey hangover 'cause I walk dead or alive With my whiskey hangover Oh yeah yeah O what if I never wanna be sober? So what if I wanna be numb all the time? I can't justify why I'd wanna go slower

Patience is how I'm living today, I lie before you stressing me out again My life is twisted, twisted like you own brains I can't accept that, I can't accept that again Face it, try it, immune to what you are A superstition jinxing me like the black cat