Screw the labels, screw the labels I close my eyes or analyze We don't need no labels when you're sitting 'cross the table We're perfectly unstable So why we need the, why we need the Why we need the labels? But I don't have to need a word to call you

Don't be cruel It's takin' all of me to love someone like you Runnin' round 1, 2, 3 clock in the mornin' I'm halfway to losing my mind Am I suppose to close my eyes and fall asleep when you're not home? Cause I wanna believe you, but I wonder if you're

The fundamental loneliness goes whenever two can dream a dream When I saw you first, the time was half past three When your eyes met mine it was eternity By now we know the wave is on it's way to be So close your eyes For that's a lovely way to be Aware

Seems like lately there's a whole lot of leavin' goin' on I close my eyes and picture you're hand in mine I still hear your voice that takes me back to that time Where I can find a reason to be strong It's pretty cold for late September And autumn wind

When I was Jack and you were Diane Does it make you laugh Every time you hear that song Do you close your eyes Do the memories take you back Six packs and a Chevy Cheyenne Do you turn it up Do you sing along

Thug for Life I will be (this is the ballad of a dead soldier) A life of crime I will lead (close your eyes, hear the ballad of a dead soldier) If you play the game, you play to win (this is the ballad of a dead soldier) This is the ballad of a dead

I'll stand on the highway and stop someone I'll cross the deserts and oceans, a river that's frozen I'll follow the stars just to find where you are You can count on me Make a wish, close your eyes, and believe I'll be home, home, home, home, home by

Are we alive or just breathing Don't close your eyes, see the images Descend into hysteria Chaos of mankind but who is listening to the voice of hatred Tortured souls lost so completely lost Weakened in the concept of decline, deception The sky weeps

I will never lose I will never lose, I will never lose I give a fuck what you feel like (you feel) I'm real, that's some real life (oh my) Flood the Rollie, tryna kill time (kill) Close your eyes and I will still shine (shine) My bitch tryna play me, she

When I was Jack and you were Diane Does it make you laugh Every time you hear that song Do you close your eyes Do the memories take you back Six packs and a Chevy Cheyenne Do you turn it up Do you sing along