CHANNEL EIGHTEEN
If we rewind there's no guarantee I'll be the same man
Both hands in the sky can I get an amen, hey man Sandman
Get out of my dreams, can't you see that she don't care
It tears me down in the backseat it appears
Doomsday couldn't say my goodbye, Like Dimes, time flies, Kiss of Life
I Miss You in a Blink, we'll be through
I change the channel to 1 8 but no luck
Put me on ice the next night with no luck
Throw on a flannel and handle it like a man, I can't
Scary like Hannibal, Annabelle, in a parallel universe
Maybe it's Just The Two of Us, to discuss how we're doing and what's next
Detest the fact that it's over and done with
It can't be, and that fact is killing me
Well, yeah, well I could never be Tony cause I don't have a heart
I'm picking flowers for you but it ain't that hard
I'll write a card and maybe write down my promises
Keep it all but anonymous, ominous, sadness, synonymous with my name
And when it comes to the fame the fortune and all the power
I'd rather have all the flowers and hours I spent talking to you
I have the haziest view or outlook on the life that I'm given checkmate
I wear my heart on my back yeah that's my 1 8, could never kick straight
But what you taught me it oughta be said wait on me
My conscience it oughta be fed, weight on me
I'll free Earl and the way I regret might OD
And now I see, that the truth that'll set you free
As troubled as it may be, to my mind I'll give you the key
And now that I'm on my knees
I'll see
Both hands in the sky can I get an amen, hey man Sandman
Get out of my dreams, can't you see that she don't care
It tears me down in the backseat it appears
Doomsday couldn't say my goodbye, Like Dimes, time flies, Kiss of Life
I Miss You in a Blink, we'll be through
I change the channel to 1 8 but no luck
Put me on ice the next night with no luck
Throw on a flannel and handle it like a man, I can't
Scary like Hannibal, Annabelle, in a parallel universe
Maybe it's Just The Two of Us, to discuss how we're doing and what's next
Detest the fact that it's over and done with
It can't be, and that fact is killing me
Well, yeah, well I could never be Tony cause I don't have a heart
I'm picking flowers for you but it ain't that hard
I'll write a card and maybe write down my promises
Keep it all but anonymous, ominous, sadness, synonymous with my name
And when it comes to the fame the fortune and all the power
I'd rather have all the flowers and hours I spent talking to you
I have the haziest view or outlook on the life that I'm given checkmate
I wear my heart on my back yeah that's my 1 8, could never kick straight
But what you taught me it oughta be said wait on me
My conscience it oughta be fed, weight on me
I'll free Earl and the way I regret might OD
And now I see, that the truth that'll set you free
As troubled as it may be, to my mind I'll give you the key
And now that I'm on my knees
I'll see
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Clemente
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