Johnny Fever & The Frantics - "Ballad of '87" |
My eyes are from a night of turns and teeth grinded until my gums have bled How can my future be so grand if present state is almost dead? Where I'm head only time can tell DESTINATION UNKNOWN! hope I do swell Walking down these halls I float cause a skull that full of air Drag my feet with my shaggin hair I'm a loser with potential to fail! Where I'm head only time can tell DESTINATION UNKNOWN! hope I do swell Another night in a mental cage of border line sanity and endless dreams Motivation is empty so I'll drink down the apathectic GASOLINE! Where I'm head only time can tell DESTINATION UNKNOWN! hope I do swell Nothing from no one so I'll chase my shadow round cause now it's getting old I've cut the chords to my heart and soul is left out in the cold! Where I'm head only time can tell DESTINATION UNKNOWN! hope I do swell |