If you're doing it for yourself And you don't care what they think I can understand having a little fun It really makes no difference to me Now you're
Sitting up once again...In my bedroom Wish I may wish I might...In my bedroom Have this wish I wish tonight...In my bedroom Shaking hand holds ugly head
[Chorus] You give me You relieve me away from my Then you take it memory....... empty can I feel How much more Then this feel- ing of false hap- You
Well I'm lying in bed sweating staring at the ceiling, in my brain I have painted a beautiful picture of you, I'm not even going to try to fall asleep
We're slaves to saving time, as if we didn't have enough We're slaves to the dollar, and the happiness that it brings tradition rules from the start
I passed by some familiar faces, But they flipped me off & cursed my name, I watched the hippies raise their signs and I saved my tears for another time
I turn away and shove my hands deep in my pockets I see her face my body aches and I start rotting I watch as he stares into eyes that gazed upon me
Sitting up once again...In my bedroom Shaking hand holds ugly head...In my bedroom Wish I may wish I might...In my bedroom <a href="http://www.testimania
If you're doing it for yourself And you don't care what they think I can understand having a little fun It really makes no difference to me Now you'
We're slaves to saving time, as if we didn't have enough We're slaves to the hormone, we're men and must be tough We're slaves to the dollar, and the
[Chorus] You relieve me You give me Then you take it away from my memory....... How much more empty can I feel Then this feel- ing of false hap- piness
