Stages - Backstreet Law

Time to take life in stages
Fireworks in July, pages turn
I’m doing it my own way
Until the year is done I will pray that

Something sent you my way
Take your coat off and stay for a little while
I’ll help you carry the load
So you don’t half to walk
Down that same old road

This is a new style of life
Leaves fall in October, stages burn
I’m doing it my own way
As the winter brings cold
I will pray that

Something sent you my way
Take your coat off and stay for a little while
I’ll help you carry the load
So you don’t half to walk
Down that same old road

I can’t explain this to you
I can’t explain how I feel now
Just don’t run away,
Don’t run away when I scream

Time to take life in stages
Fireworks in July, pages turn
I’m doing it my own way
Until the year is done I will pray that

Something sent you my way
Take your coat off and stay for a little while
I’ll help you carry the load
So you don’t half to walk
Down that same old road

That Same Old Road x3

Shake - Backstreet Law

Pin on a flower, dream a shower's on the way
I killed that poor girl while she was waiting
No way she could understans why

It's what I feel when the pain in my skin burns, peel me
It's what I know when the pain in my head turns feel me

Shake x4

Everything's in it's own perfect place
Time to put on that fake plastic face
It's the next page on my killing spree

It's what I feel when the pain in my skin burns, peel me
It's what I know when the pain in my head turns feel me

Shake x4

I'm plotting, I'm schemimg
I'm breaking, your bleeding x2

I'm I am breaking, I'm am shaking

Shake x4

Hollow - Backstreet Law

My mind is empty, empty
crazy legs are feeling plenty
it's what i'll do tomarrow.
Check it out, i'll lead you follow.
Less is best when your eyes are open.
let's get this fucker pumpin'
stuck in my head , can't think straight.
High roller, I'm getting my take.

My mind is empty, empty
crazy legs are insequently.
It's what you'll do tomorrow.
Check it out, my head so hollow.
Less is best when your eyes are open.
Let's get this fucker jumpin'
Stuck in your head, can't think straight.
Yours truly is stealing your fate.

Do I need to die to get my point across?
Should I fail to realize my loss?
Do I need to bleed to know I'm alive?
Should I change my ways
attempt to surface my pride?

MY HEAD'S SO HOLLOW(3X)

My mind is empty, empty
crazy legs are feeling plenty
it's what i'll do tomarrow.
Check it out, i'll lead you follow.
Less is best when your eyes are open.
let's get this fucker pumpin'
stuck in my head , can't think straight.
High roller, I'm getting my take.

Do I need to die to get my point across?
Should I fail to realize my loss?
Do I need to bleed to know I'm alive?
Should I change my ways
attempt to surface my pride?

MY HEAD'S SO HOLLOW (3X)

Do I need to die? (Hollow)
Do I need to live? (Hollow)
Do I need to die? (Hollow)
Do I need to live? (Hollow)

My mind it's logical, it's logical
I best start bleeding.
It's something masochistic, masochistic
I stopped feeling. (3X)

Do I need to die to get my point across?
Should I fail to realize my loss?
Do I need to bleed to know I'm alive?
Should I change my ways
attempt to surface my pride?

MY HEAD'S SO HOLLOW (3X)

My mind is empty, empty
crazy legs are insequently.
It's what you'll do tomorrow.
Check it out, my head so hollow.
Less is best when your eyes are open.
Let's get this fucker jumpin'
Stuck in your head, can't think straight.
Yours truly is stealing your fate.

Till December - Backstreet Law

Watch the wind blow the leaves on by
Stay alive, keep my head up high
Toast to the most outstanding
Brace yourself for the landing

Try to fly, misunderstanding
This love is so demanding
Watch the clouds go by
Time to drink my wine
And show you my world

And I want you know more then ever
And I won’t let you go away
And I’ll hold you, love you till December

We’ve been apart for way to long
How longs it been since I’ve been gone
Cut to the chase how do you feel
To this day it’s seems surreal

Try to fly, I won’t let you go
All these feelings inside of me grow
Watch the clouds go by
Time to drink my wine
And show you my world

And I want you know more then ever
And I won’t let you go away
And I’ll hold you, love you till December
Till December
Till December
Till December

I’ll hold you, I’ll hold you till December
And I want you know more then ever
And I won’t let you go away
And I’ll hold you, love you till December

And I want you know more then ever
And I won’t let you go away
And I’ll hold you, love you till December
Till December
Till December
Till December

Falling - Backstreet Law

See through my eyes and remember
Everything that you see is true

Things I wanna remember
Things I won’t regret
Must of falling from grace
Cuz I’m never gonna forget

I’m falling, I’m falling, right before your eyes
I’m calling, I’m calling, but no one hears your lies
I’m falling, I’m falling, right before your eyes
I’m calling, I’m calling, but no one hears your lies

Black is all that I remember
That’s one night will not believe

Before I reach across to
Make you understand
I really wish that you would
Give me one last chance

I’m falling, I’m falling, right before your eyes
I’m calling, I’m calling, but no one hears your lies
I’m falling, I’m falling, right before your eyes
I’m calling, I’m calling, but no one hears your lies

I’m falling, I’m falling, right before your eyes
I’m calling, I’m calling, but no one hears your lies
Hears your lies
Hears your lies
Hears your lies

I’m falling, I’m falling, right before your eyes
I’m calling, I’m calling, but no one hears your lies
I’m falling, I’m falling, right before your eyes
I’m calling, I’m calling, but no one hears your lies

Cross My Fingers - Backstreet Law

Would you scream if I tortured you?
Would you weep if you lost someone?
Could you kill if you needed to?
Cuz you crossed the line of murder

Come along and follow me there’s something that I need to show you
All the evil in my world
All the evil in my world

Everyone goes away, see how long I stay
Cross my fingers and hope to die
See you coming too, almost ready to shoot
Cross my fingers and hope to die

Could you force a knife through my skin?
Would you stand there and watch me bleed?
Would you cry at my resting place?
Even though you planted the seed

Come along and follow me there’s something that I need to show you
All the evil in my world
All the evil in my world

Everyone goes away, see how long I stay
Cross my fingers and hope to die
See you coming too, almost ready to shoot
Cross my fingers and hope to die

To die (Everyone goes away)
To die (Everyone goes away)

Everyone goes away, see how long I stay
Cross my fingers and hope to die
See you coming too, almost ready to shoot
Cross my fingers and hope to die

Everyone goes away, see how long I stay
Cross my fingers and hope to die
See you coming too, almost time to shoot
Cross my fingers and hope to die

Sorry - Backstreet Law

Bits and peices of these broken dreams,
just seem to fall to waste.
I`m tired of living in this world of fate,
it`s getting hard to breathe.

It`s getting hard to breathe, hard to breathe.
So hard to breathe.

I`m sorry again,
for I don`t feel you anymore.
I`m so sorry, i`m so sorry I don`t feel you anymore.

Every chance I get I try to explain,
It never seems to change.
I`m trying hard to make this wrong seem right,
I need to rearrange.

I need to rearrange, rearrange.
I need to rearrange.

I`m sorry again,
for I don`t feel you anymore.
I`m so sorry, i`m so sorry I don`t feel you anymore.

Each and every day gets harder,
it`s seems the closer I get is farther away.
Light the way with my candle,
some days it seem to much to take.

I`m sorry again,
for I don`t feel you anymore.
I`m so sorry, i`m so sorry I don`t feel you anymore.
Anymore.

Blend - Backstreet Law

Girls in dresses surround the man in fame
Mother stands back, watch her son go down in flames
Bubbles headed for the brain, lines destined to change
Best thing to do is blend. Know what I'm saying

People contemplating their next move
On the chessboard of life
Take a joke, close your eyes, and turn the music up
Stale people, stale uniforms...hands in their pockets
Miniature minds thinking their grand thoughts
Miniature people picking out everyone's faults
Ideas seem to change with the last thought of the night
Questions written on your face
Questions wading in your mind

Girls in dresses surround the man in fame
Mother stands back, watch her son go down in flames
Bubbles headed for the brain, lines destined to change
Best thing to do is blend. Know what I'm saying

People masterbating their way
Thru thier own chessboard of life
Take a joke, close your eyes, and turn the music up
Fake people in uniforms...cocks in their hands
Miniature minds thinking their grand thoughts
Miniature people picking out everyone's faults
Ideas seem to change
With the last thought of the night
Answers written on your face
Answers wading in your mind

Girls in dresses surround the man in fame
Mother stands back, watch her son go down in flames
Bubbles headed for the brain, lines destined to change
Best thing to do is blend. Know what I'm saying

First finger and my thumb on my face...
Who have I become?
A slave to the bottle?
Faceless man to society?
Some days masked by sobriety

First finger and my thumb on my face...
Who have I become?

Girls in dresses surround the man in fame
Mother stands back, watch her son go down in flames
Bubbles headed for the brain, lines destined to change
Best thing to do is blend. Know what I'm saying

(Guitar Solo)

Girls in dresses surround the man in fame
Mother stands back, watch her son go down in flames
Bubbles headed for the brain, lines destined to change
Best thing to do is blend. Know what I'm saying

First finger and my thumb on my face...
Who have I become?
A slave to the bottle?
Faceless man to society?
Some days masked by sobriety

First finger and my thumb on my face...
Who have I become?