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Kick Me When I'm High - SR-71

"she clings to me like cellophane fake plastic submarine slowly driving me insane but now that's over so what if the sex is great just temporary escape another thing I grew to hate but now that's over why"

Let It Whip - SR-71

"Love to see you whip it Sho' could treat you right Give me just a minute Of your time tonight We both are here to have some fun Let it whip I know you're into groovin' Love your body language Baby, let"

Mr. Right - SR-71

"alls shes askin is for a little more time to walk away from his anger and leave the bruises behind but she won't talk about it shes made up her mind when the front door shut behind her she whispers "give"

Right Now(Acoustic Version) - SR-71

"She clings to me like cellophane, Fake plastic submarine, Slowly driving me insane, But now that's over. So what if the sex was great, Just a temporary escape, Another thing I grew to hate, But now that's"

15 Minutes Idol - SR-71

"Smiling faces on magazines Checkout line trash beauty queens The Good time party has to crash Say Goodbye fairweather friend Use me up until the end By the way can you spare any cash? So Light yourself"

Best Is Yet To Come - SR-71

"You see yourself through, you're so small Running into every brick wall It's not as far as you can go The road is twisting, turning Our life is living, learning There's so much more for you to know If"

Drowing In The Sun - SR-71

"Endless trials, lonely circles Hundred miles, left denial Holy water has a reason Lion's laughter caught in treason Leave me dreaming Diamonds in your eyes When will the sunrise This soul searches existence"

Tomorrow - SR 71

"Is it any wonder why I'm scared, If I was a little younger would I care, feeling like the walls are growing stronger, i don't know if this cage can hold me any longeryou never dreamed you'd have to love"

Truth - SR 71

"Blood and dust have changed all the colors in my mindBlack has made me see but the truth has made me blindTo the fearsTo the liesThey were hereAll the timeIn your sympathetic Sunday night I don't belongTill"

What a mess - SR 71

"I confess it's all true.I'm a mess, what a foolNow what do I doI need your help to get up from my kneesI can't seem to see the forest for the treesAs I wait in my silent miseryAll I'm asking is please...forgive"

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