-Just For You-
My knees are weak.
My hands are shaking.
My heart beats stronger with every breath i take.
My face is flushed i know what your thinking.
Is it the chase that fuels the fire?
Will it end when feelings expire?
I must know tonight.
As i reach up to the stars,
i hope there you are shinning back down upon me.
Break the cycle that holds me down.
Listen to the beat of my hearts every sound.
Is it the chase that fuels the fire?
Will it end when feelings expire?
I must know tonight.
I know I'm on your mind.
Just as you are on mine.
Is it the chase that fuels the fire?
Will it end when feelings expire?
I must know tonight.
-The Asbury Massacre-
The Asbury Massacre came so slowly.
They didn't even recognize that it could be poison.
Another small town ran into the ground and drug
through the ringer.
Used to smiles and hand shakes,
but now you get the finger.
More traffic lights than traffic.
And shopping malls and tanning beds.
Say good bye to your country life cause it's dead.
Mankind will be crushed by their on advances.
Computers so adept they leave no chances.
Every day jobs that require work,
now allow our pockets to hurt.
More traffic lights than traffic.
And shopping malls and tanning beds.
Say good bye to your country life cause it's dead.
Fifty five to forty five.
Two lane to four lane.
Give us back our freedom,
that they took away.
I want it all to stay the same,to never change.
More traffic lights than traffic.
And shopping malls and tanning beds.
Say good bye to your country life cause it's dead.
Say goodbye-Say goodbye- Say goodbye
-Photograph-
To Loose you is to die,
but over nothing shall i cry.
Remind me how it ended.
Was it short and sweet?
To the point,
emotionless and cold,
I pull out my heart,
for you to hold.
Posses it proud with every beat.
Over look the scars,
they dare not bleed.
The love that we once shared,
is left deadened and impaired.
I exceed your expectations,
I'm pleased for that.
As for yesterday,
I'm only looking back.
It's not where i died,
I'm still alive.
Posses it proud with every beat.
Over look the scars,
they dare not bleed.
As time neglects all photographs,
a visual path of our past.
My memories stay strong.
My memories stay strong.
My memories-My memories.
A - whoa - o - o.
A - whoa - o - o.
A - whoa - o - o.
Whoa - Whoa.
