Home Grown - Making the most of

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Something has to be done
Someone has to stand for what I feel is right
And all the good they die young
From a bullet or a habit or getting too close to the light
And this has been such a waste of time
Getting together, these are sure our times.
Making the most of what we have got
I know that it s not a lot
It s gonna have to do

It s freedom that s confusing us
If it s not enough then it s too much for us to lose
So take the strength from these words
That getting by on nothing is something we didn t choose



Inne utwory

  • Grassman
  • She said
  • Whole lot easier
  • My friends suck
  • Single all the way
  • Give it up
  • Melodies haunt you
  • Barbie girl
  • Grow up
  • Sixteen
  • We are together
  • Second best
  • I hate myself
  • I love you, not
  • Giving up
  • Another face in the crowd
  • Losowe utwory

    One true love

    All above me the stars are bright
    And a sweet suburban breeze is blowing
    And down the block are the parking lights
    Of a hundred friends who I barely know and
    Don t know me
    Don t know me
    None of them know me...

    Jeśli odejdziesz

    Jeśli zechcesz to zostawisz mnie z tym wszystkim
    Mało kłamstwo ty się śmiejesz no i łamiesz serce mi
    Nie bój się nie zostawię Cię
    Wiem to na pewno
    Jeśli tylko dasz mi szansę
    By spróbować jeszcze raz
    Zrobię to

    Jeśli odejdziesz wszystko...

    Last of the lost

    Our time has come.
    There once was a time for us.
    You cannot make it back no matter how fast you react.
    This was our bond.
    We said we d always play for keeps.
    No one takes it back; They always ment it when they...

    Les flammes du mal

    Ca pus la merde ca sent l herbe
    les gens sont comme des serbes
    Dans le quartier v la le quartier
    Lacoste râle le son est claqué
    Beaucoup sont claqués des bombes CRS des militaires
    A mort les porcs en décor sur les murs dehors...

    Run like hell

    I m divided with decisions
    I ll call you through the permanent
    And carry the rise and fall of man
    To stomach the stabs
    I ll worry if i need to
    A book i never get to open up
    This city a blaze your body a flame
    I m set to put out

    If i m dead
    Then your...