cardboard boxes Lost their hope Look what it has cost us Sleeping in the alleys, Eating from the garbage cans At night their cold They need a helping
Lost their hope, look what it has cost us Sleeping in the alleys, eating from the garbage cans At night there cold, they need a helping hand Hanging
boxes Lost their hope, look what it has cost us Sleeping in the alleys, eating from the garbage cans At night there cold, they need a helping hand
leave, I needed you to breath See life is but a dream, so is love and I believe If you ever been in love, you would know what I mean So Lord, help me
rail on me, accuse me, cut down on me I give my heart to you; I'm not your therapist You say I'm in sin, you judge me, you stone me I can't help it if
day you be the groom, I be the bride And what I wouldn't give to wake up to you one more time (One more) Instead I'm pullin' pictures out to help me
hopes I know How lucky I can be After all it wasn't my blood Mixed in the dirt that night But this violent rage, turned inward Can not be helped by
Oh, well imagine; as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor, and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words: "What
love and of passion And there's pictures of keys and of strife There hung pictures of youth and of beauty Of old age and a blushing young bride They
had been wasted, (And a) tear fell as I turned away Now I've got friends who will give me their shoulder, Event I should happen to fall Time and his bride
, gravy over lips seekin tongues Price that you pay for thinkin e'rybody dumb Green and googly wide-eyed and surprised Brows and lashes, honey mustaches, fried bride
The wine it was drunk, the ship it was sunk The shot it was dead, all the sorrows were drowned The birds they were clouds, the brides and the shrouds
outside the Embasst, KIM can't get through the grounds) [KIM] I'm the wife of a soldier Oh please let me through Help me, who must I pay? Tell me what
I don't ever Want to feel this way again Tell me Tell me - am I living in prophecy Tell me - the worlds so sad and ugly Tell me - let me help you to
proceed itself do you believe in hell? Babylon, greed for wealth Do you deceive yourself and let your ego swell And disregard those who most need your help
in the hands of Hollywood I need to talk to someone I've been living someone else's life I don't get no mail at my house anymore My manager's my bride
