I wanna be your t-shirt when it's wet; wanna be the shower when you sweat; I gotta to be the tattoo on your skin; ya lemme be your bed baby - when you climb in...
Put defenses to rest when justice becomes moot defy - let others follow suit to start the uprise is to start the war paranoid conspiracies galore Put defenses to rest
Out on the scene today
Blasted in every way
Got you
Caught on the other side
Some things you just can’t hide
Feel the poison of change in me
All that i’ll ever be
I need you to hold me
I need you to help me
I needed all those things and more
But i look out a window
I saw the sun setting
Things don't make sense anymore
Does This Kind Of Life Look Interesting To You? br>
Liryka: br>
Mark volman (vocals)
Howard kaylan (vocals)
Ian underwood (keyboards, woodwinds)
Aynsley dunbar (drums)
George duke (keyboards, trombone)
Martin lickert (bass)
Answering machine: tuesday, 7:56 p.m.
Girl: what's up, jermaine? i miss you.
Jd: mmm.
Girl: do me a favor. tell your friends you're not going out tonight.