11 lyrics for "It's beyond me"
Yeah, she's a beyond beautiful Fool that you be stuck with Yeah, it's all about me and you Believe it or not this love that we got You gave up the love you got and a that is that She loves me now she loves you not And that's a where it's at Just when you
PlaySomething's gotta change I did not mean to hurt my little girl It's beyond me So goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight Things cannot stay the same It must be rearranged, oh I cannot carry the
PlayWithout a clue Bored to death I'm just bored to tears Same old shit just different day & year Killed myself but that got boring too So beyond the point where it's not true Shot my drugs Drank my booze
PlayArise and walk, come through It's calling out for you Someone beyond that door is calling out for you I was raging, it was late In the world my demons cultivate I felt the strangest emotion but it wasn't hate, for once Yes I'm changing, yes I'm gone Yes
PlayAll this time you thought that you belonged In this world that could do no wrong As belief begins to sway and faith begins to fade I watch it all just waste away From beyond all that I see Awaits a new reality Seek you truth forevermore
PlayAnd time is never planned Never never land I know a place where dreams are born It's not on any chart You must find it with your heart It might be miles beyond the road Or right there where you stand Just have an open mind And then suddenly you'll find
PlayIn the city I know there must be somethin' better In the city, oh, oh. Somewhere out there on that horizon Out beyond the neon lights But there's nowhere else in sight It's survival in the city When you live from day to day City streets don't have much
PlayAs I fight, trying to escape Covering my soul Watching the flames I must understand this wizard Fire is everything It burns, I provoke, It's beyond I feel, I create light Hypnotizing power I can't resist Reach out my hands, I feel the light
PlayPushing little children, With their fully automatics, They like to push the weak around, They like to push the weak around. Push the weak around, Beyond the Staples Center you can see America, With its tired, poor, avenging disgrace, Peaceful, loving
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