Teksty:
Penn Vaughan Transcendence

You gotta stand with empty hands It's funny how I'm turning responsibly numb We let the money burn and it spoiled all the fun If it's gone, it's a big

I looked in my closet, I looked in my drawer Lookin' for favorite jeans, lookin' for my favorite jeans You were gonna take me out, where we used to go

Once when I seventeen I had a dream to be somebody All I was gonna need was my suitcase packed with poetry Inside I heard a voice but life gave me little

I'd like to think that you're finally able But you camouflage it in your mind Well it works best when it's all on the table But you hold it in and live

I give you good advice, you just ignore The truth at any price is more than you can afford But when you're not doing too well I'll be here, here for you

I'm over it You put your tattoos on You put your glitter in your hair You catch them one by one With your voodoo-eyed stare You've got a calculated

Hey Hey Hey From the very moment I laid eyes on you It was absolutely obvious that I was more than attracted to you Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh You helped change

I looked in my closet, I looked in my drawer Lookin' for favorite jeans, lookin' for my favorite jeans You were gonna take me out, where we used to go

You were my Moses staff You were my heart's desire You were my miracle In this muddy mire And God I miss you I miss you I miss you Now I fall where