Dynamyte - Stockholm Syndrome - sh.itjust.works
Looking back, I’d rather be lonely
If love means you own me
I would choose freedom
Here I am, still fighting the symptoms
Still mourning the innocence you were stealing from me
I gave unknowingly So many times I dreamt about leaving,
But you were the high I thought that I needed
Now I know you made me sick
Cluelessly sipping that tonic
Believing you could give me everything I wanted
Turn a blind eye to your dark side
Stockholm syndrome kinda shit
Hate that you still leave me haunted
Nobody has ever made me feel so wanted
From heaven to hell in your spotlight
Damn it, you make me sick
An iron cage that you painted golden
The same one still locking me up
in the years I gave up for you
So many times I dreamt about leaving,
But you were the high I thought that I needed
Now I know you made me sick
Cluelessly sipping that tonic
Believing you could give me everything I wanted
Turn a blind eye to your dark side
Stockholm syndrome kinda shit
Hate that you still leave me haunted
Nobody has ever made me feel so wanted
From heaven to hell in your spotlight
Damn it, you make me sick
Sick (Sick, Sick)
Don’t you know, you make me, you make me sick
Sick (Sick, Sick)
Used to blame myself but I know better now
Now I know you make me sick
Cluelessly sipping that tonic
Believing you could give me everything I wanted
Turn a blind eye to your dark side
Stockholm syndrome kinda shit
Hate that you still leave me haunted
Nobody has ever made me feel so wanted
From heaven to hell in your spotlight
Damn it, you make me sick
Mother Mother - Dread In My Heart - sh.itjust.works
There’s a God-awful shitty feeling of dread in my heart
Yeah, it’s got a lot to do with having to finish what I start
And at any second now, I think it all might fall apart
‘Cause there’s a God-awful shitty feeling of dread in my heart
Yeah-ah, oooh-oooh-oooh-ooh
Yeah-ah, oooh-oooh-oooh-ooh There’s a devil in my brain with a pitchfork and a
flame
Yeah, he likes to poke around
And he likes to tell me things
And whenever I begin to feel like I might be deranged
I remember there’s a little shitty devil in my brain Yeah-ah, oooh-oooh-oooh-ooh
Yeah-ah, oooh-oooh-oooh-ooh
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) Oh, I wonder what it’s like to
Be the type who doesn’t burn (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Yeah, the kind who fights the good fight
Not the kind you’ll find
Fisti-fuckin-cuffin’ in the dirt There’s a God-awful shitty feeling of dread in
my heart
And I can’t seem to change my attitude, but I can change my shirt
'Cause you know how actually at times that can be a good start
But not today, there’s still a God-awful shitty feeling of dread in my heart
Yeah-eh-yeah-eh-yeah
In my heart
Yeah-eh-yeah-eh-yeah
Oh, yeah
Hoo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Oh, no
Yeah-eh-yeah-eh-yeah
The Simon & Garfunkel Story Cast - Baby Driver
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The Simon & Garfunkel Story Cast - Baby Driver - sh.itjust.works
Original by Simon & Garfunkel My daddy was the family bassman
My mama was an engineer
And I was born one dark gray morn’
With music coming in my ears, in my ears
They call me Baby Driver
And once upon a pair of wheels
I hit the road and I’m gone
What’s my number?
I wonder how your engines feel
Scoot down the road, what’s my number?
I wonder how your engines feel
Shine a light
My daddy was a prominent frogman
My mama’s in the Naval reserve
When I was young I carried a gun
But I never got the chance to serve, I did not serve
They call me Baby Driver
And once upon a pair of wheels
I hit the road and I’m gone
What’s my number?
I wonder how your engines feel
Scoot down the road, what’s my number?
I wonder how your engines feel
My daddy got a big promotion
My mama got a raise in pay
There’s no one home, we’re all alone
Oh, come to my room and play, yes, we can play
I’m not talking about your pigtails
But I’m talking 'bout your sex appeal
I hit the road and I’m gone
What’s my number?
I wonder how your engines-
Scoot down the road, what’s my number?
I wonder how your engines feel
On video, that is the world champion
Just completing his run
On the spectator side…
Rikas - Goodnight Tonight - sh.itjust.works
Original by Paul McCartney and Wings Don’t get too tired for love
Don’t let it end
Don’t say goodnight to love
It may never be the same again
Don’t say it
Don’t say it
Say anything, don’t say goodnight tonight Don’t say it
Don’t say it
Say anything, don’t say goodnight tonight Don’t say it
Don’t say it
You can say anything, but don’t say goodnight tonight Don’t say it
Don’t say it
Say anything, don’t say goodnight tonight Don’t say it
Don’t say it
Say anything, but don’t say goodnight tonight Don’t get too tired for love
Don’t let it end
Don’t say goodnight to love
It’s a feeling that may never end Don’t say it
Don’t say it
Say anything, don’t say goodnight tonight Don’t say it
Don’t say it
Say anything, don’t say goodnight tonight Don’t say it!
Don’t say it!
You can say anything, don’t say goodnight tonight
Don’t say it
