sábado, 28 de febrero de 2015

Paralysis Lyric by Scott Weiland

Paralysis Lyric
by Scott Weiland


Lyric:



Smoked My Last Cigarette

Took A Look At The Bed

The One That We Called Home

Bought A Ticket To Somewhere, Anywhere



Did You Think Of Me Blind?

'cause I Walked In Circles

I Know You Thought Of Me Unkind

But I Tried To Lead You Through The Minefield

Instead I Led You To Another



Pack My Bags, Walking In Rain

Here Them Voices Inside My Head

Drinking That Booze And Taking Down Names

And Plates And Seeing The Place Where I Dream



Call My Name, Shout My Name

Try To Consume The Place Where I Lay

Driving On The Freeway Passing Up Cars

Crashed My Car, Gotta Get Out Of Here



Had To Rip Up My Heart, Had To Patch Up My Head

At The Hotel Terrace

Had A Drink At The Bar, Stumbled Up And Away

Every Piss And A Girl Is A Ghost Of You



Did You Think Of Me Blind?

'cause I Fly Around In Circles

I Know You Think Of Me Unwise

But I Try To Lead You Through The Minefield

Instead I Lead You To Another



Pack My Bags, Walking In Rain

Here Them Voices Inside My Head

Drinking That Booze And Taking Down Names

And Plates And Seeing The Place Where I Dream



Call My Name, Shout My Name

Try To Consume The Place Where I Lay

Driving On The Freeway, Passing Up Cars

Crashed My Car, Gotta Get Out Of Here



When You Realized Me Blind

You Lead Me Round In Circles

For Seven Years I Read Your Lies

But Still I Lead You Through That Minefield

Find My Way Back Through Another



Pack My Bags, Walking In Rain

Here Them Voices Inside My Head

Drinking That Booze And Taking Down Names

And Plates And Seeing That Place Where I Dream



Call My Name, Shout My Name

Try To Consume The Place Where I Lay

Driving On The Freeway, Passing Up Cars

Crashed My Car, Gotta Get Out Of Here



Pack My Bags, Walking In Rain

(did You Think Of Me Blind?)

Here Them Voices Inside My Head

Drinking That Booze And Taking Down Names

('cause Still I Fly Around In Circles)

And Plates And Seeing That Place Where I Dream



(did You Think Of Me Blind?)

Try To Consume The People I Pay

Flying On The Freeway Light Speed Ship, Rocket Ship

('cause Still I Fly Around In Mind Fields)

Trying To Get Out Of Here

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