Dream Theater Lyrics
Dream Theater Lyrics
"The Root of All Evil Lyrics"
One Forty Lyrics
[Ron Clutch] No more wine for me, no more dimes of weed Cuz I'm tryin to see, if my mind can reach The level of the game that we die to see I'm talkin bout naturally where ya mind is free See I'm a dying breed, a co
[Ron Clutch] No more wine for me, no more dimes of weed Cuz I'm tryin to see, if my mind can reach The level of the game that we die to see I'm talkin bout naturally where ya mind is free See I'm a dying breed, a co
Music: Dream Theater, Lyrics: Mike Portnoy
VI. Ready
Proud enough for you to call me arrogant
Greedy enough to be labeled a thief
Angry enough for me to go and hurt a man
Cruel enough for me to feel no grief
Never could have just a part of it
I always need more to get by
Getting right down to the heart of it
The root of all evil has been running my whole life
Dirty enough for me to lust
Leaving nothing left t
Neon Angels On The Road To Ruin Lyrics
(Lita Ford/Kim Fowley/Jackie Fox) No one here gets out alive Pushing power in overdrive Cobra kings wet and wild Love the devil thats in your smile Let me tell yuo what we been doing Neon angels on the
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Jealous enough to still feel envious
Lazy enough to sleep all day
And let my life just waste away
Selfish enough to make you wait for me
Driven blindly by our sins
Misled so easily
Entirely ready to leave it behind
I'm begging to break free
Take all of me
The desires that keep burning deep inside
Cast them all away
And help to give me strength to face another day
I am ready
Help me be what I can be
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Model Worker Lyrics
I'm sick of working on the land I wanna work with machines and look handsome I have been indulging in ostentatious display doing little more than eat three square meals a day And I've been shirking my
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VII. RemoveI'm sick of working on the land I wanna work with machines and look handsome I have been indulging in ostentatious display doing little more than eat three square meals a day And I've been shirking my
Self-centered fear has got a hold of me
Clutching my throat
Self righteous anger running all through me
Ready to explode
Procrastination paralyzing me
Wanting me dead
These obsessions that keep haunting me
Won't leave my head
Help to do for me what I can't do myself
Take this fear and pain
I can't break out this prison all alone
Help me break these chains
Humility now my only hope
Won't
What Kinda Guy? Lyrics
What kinda guy am I really am? I love some turkey, but I don't eat lamb. No sweet potato, but I do like ham. What kinda guy am I really am? What kinda guy am I really I? I kept my jacket, but I lost my tie. you take all of me
Heal this dying soul
I can feel my body breaking
I can feel my body breaking
I'm ready to let it all go
I can feel my body shaking
Right down to the foundation
The root of it all
Take all of me
The desires that keep burning deep inside
Cast it all away
And help to give me strength to face another day
I am ready
Help me be what I can be
I am ready
Come to me
Take me away
What kinda guy am I really am? I love some turkey, but I don't eat lamb. No sweet potato, but I do like ham. What kinda guy am I really am? What kinda guy am I really I? I kept my jacket, but I lost my tie.
Heal this dying soul
I can feel my body breaking
I can feel my body breaking
I'm ready to let it all go
I can feel my body shaking
Right down to the foundation
The root of it all
Take all of me
The desires that keep burning deep inside
Cast it all away
And help to give me strength to face another day
I am ready
Help me be what I can be
I am ready
Come to me
Take me away