Artist - Jan and Dean
Album - Various Songs
Lyrics - Little Old Lady From Pasadena
Maze...psychopathic daze...I create this waste Back away from tangents, on the verge of drastic ways...can't escape this place...I deny your face Sweat gets in my eyes, I think I'm slowly dying
Put me in a homemade cellar Put me in a hole for shelter Someone hear me please, all I see is hate I can hardly breathe, and I can hardly take it
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Lost...ran at my own cost...hearing laughter, scoffed Learning from the rush, detached from such and such Bleak...all around me, weak...listening, incomplete I am not a dog, but I'm the one your dogging
I am in a buried kennel I have never felt so final Someone find me please, losing all reserve I am fucking gone, I think I'm fucking dying
You all stare, but you'll never see There is something inside me There is something in you I despise
Cut me - show me - enter - I am willing and able and never any danger to myself Knowledge in my pain, knowledge in my pain Or was my tolerance a phase Empathy, out of my way I can't die
Purity
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