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Hearts On Parade American Hi-Fi

I don't understand How we drift so far away I keep on holding on But your hands are feeling so numb Nobody told me that there would be days like these I'm falling baby can't you see And you're in

What About Today American Hi-Fi

It's getting hard but you don't even know maybe you can't see I'm getting tired I've been still I'll panic on Hearts are sinkin' blind) yeah well you don't even know all you gotta do just

Hi-Fi Killer American Hi-Fi

I wanna turn you on again turn you around and maybe then tune you out I don't know how to make it real what ever you want it's not big deal change my tone chorus: I gotta disappear don't wanna

Bleed American Jimmy Eat World

Salt, sweat, sugar on the asphalt. Our hearts littering the topsoil. Tune in and we can get the last call. Our lives, our coal. Salt, sweat, sugar on the asphalt.

This Is The Sound American Hi-Fi

Empty hearts can fill an empty room Because of you The sky above remaining clear and blue It’s nothing new The radio keeps playing statical your favourite songs And why does everyone keep on bringing

Safer On The Outside American Hi-Fi

I'm no good I feel too small Something's gotta burn Sick on you Drunken highways Someone take the wheel Faded into blackout You left me in It's safer on the outside I'm swimming in This

Flavor Of The Weak American Hi-Fi

She paints her nails and she don't know He's got her best friend on the phone She'll wash her hair, his dirty clothes For all he gives to her And he's got posters on the wall Of all the girls

My Only Enemy American Hi-Fi

don't even know which way it oughta go get out before you drown before they bring us down it's all inside of me my only enemy you sucked it out of me you fucked it outta me watch the world turn on

Flavor of the Weak (100%) American Hi-Fi

She paints her nails and she don't know He's got her best friend on the phone She'll wash her hair His dirty clothes are all he gives to her And he's got posters on the wall Of all the girls he

Carry The Sorrow American Hi-Fi

This time I'm on to you You should know this time it's personal, I'm Not immune to your disease and you've found A thousand ways to make me bleed And so I start again And think of me however you like You

I'm A Fool American Hi-Fi

Got nothing to loose this time and I'm bored with the same old lines I never know what to do or what to say to you one look and you'll knock me out you put me on the floor with a ten count I don't

Separation Anxiety American Hi-Fi

No one told me there'd be days like these I'm sick of sinkin' man I'm on my knees Tell me again just why you lied to me It's separation anxiety Where did I go wrong Is what I'm feeling Some kinda love

Nothing Left To Lose American Hi-Fi

All the bitches in the back C’mon c’mon get up get up (woah) I know you know its never forever C’mon c’mon get up get up (woah) You wanna hear I’m sorry whatever Now that you gone I’m moving on

Maybe Won't Do American Hi-Fi

your path to discover Roll me like we're tumbling dice A wrecking ball rag doll ain't no breathing space All the tapes have been erased Prize fighter taking all the punches he can stand And dropping on

HI-FI Suede

Slipping through the city, sliding train to train, Sulking on the subway, music in our brain She and me together in the city sound, Me and Mona Lisa on the underground, Hi-fi in the white city

The geeks get the girls American Hi Fi

friend of mine All the stupid lines, that he had ever heard Wouldn't come to mind he couldn't say a word Tonight tonight, he's gonna get it right Even losers can get lucky sometimes All the freaks go on

The Everlasting Fall American Hi-Fi

Waking up late, a grey Sunday morning Got up on the wrong side, so go back to bed Newspaper says, it's gonna be raining At least until Wednesday, but I pay no mind The wonder of it all Caught up in

Art Of Losing American Hi-Fi

The Art Of Losing by American Hi-Fi Whoa..

The Art of Losing American Hi-Fi

ho lets go gonna start a riot need someone to figth it want to fuck you don't tell me what to do I don't want to be like you can't you its killn me I'm my own worst enemy knock me down i keep on

Happy American Hi-Fi

I see you in a daydream Turn it on now make a big scene You kiss you kiss when you want something Fake a smile now You got it all And that oughta get you nowhere What you say to me I know how

We Can't Be Friends American Hi-Fi

She's the one that wrecked my world Think you're gonna take it far She don't want to know who you are Sunset strip, back in black, i'm right on track Holdin' court like obie wan, baby's got it goin' on

Hell Yeah! American Hi-Fi

She likes the boys in the band I'm moving fast as I can Sliding over in her direction Pause to check out my reflection She's wearing all the right clothes The jam is playing on the stereo Checking

Where Did We Go Wrong American Hi-Fi

Monday morning and the coffee's on What happened to my perfect world Front page news she's already gone Say hello to the goodbye girl LA traffic don't make it better I wonder if she read my letter Nine

Beautiful Disaster American Hi-Fi

I’ll make you a 5 star enemy I’ve taken a fall would you like to see Choke it down what a sound run away from me Keep on laughing girl do you see me Break it down now What chu want anyway Right

The Gold Rush American Hi-Fi

a message for ya You’re gonna blow it girl Stuck in your little world Fight fight till we get it right I got you right where I want you She caught the goldrush I must of lost my touch She’s on

Built For Speed American Hi-Fi

a message for ya You’re gonna blow it girl Stuck in your little world Fight fight till we get it right I got you right where I want you She caught the goldrush I must of lost my touch She’s on

Another Perfect Day American Hi-Fi

I'm holding on, waiting for your call It's simple but I can't explain this I'm sinking down, I feel like I could die I'm falling off I don't know why I still believe it when you say It's another

Baby Come Home American Hi-Fi

You've got a lot to prove Somewhere lines get crossed it's true It's the nature of things The longer we can see it through The more we make believe Baby likes a blue sky I don't mind if it's gonna rain on

Highs And Lows American Hi-Fi

Nobody really knows the pain But everybody knows your name You've got their full attention, all eyes on you Small talk can get you through the day There's got to be a better way When all your friends are

A Bigger Mood American Hi-Fi

down everthing just crashes to the ground cause you were always in my way i can feel a brake a bruise from another day it's hard to say just what i feel it all seems broken now when i'm stuck on