nothing
if only the rules were built upon philosophy that i embraced
i'd hug your neck and kiss your face
but its very obvious that your ideals are not for me
you'll tell me what to do
but you will see that i do as i please
cause i want to do it my way
the problem with rules is they alienate the criminals
i want to fly
when whose to say if what they did was wrong that day
if you'd open your mind up
you'd see that there is nothing that's always wrong
no matter what you say
it's just not true that there's only one way
i hope we have ourselves an understanding
fix
feeling independent
i made it through another day having a wonderful time
i haven't felt the sickness
i think i may have scared it away
looks like i'm gonna be fine
my friend down on the corner says it's gonna be alright
feeling self-sufficient
he's handing me a needle and he sells me a fix
and says i'll see you here tomorrow
it's nice to finally be in control
i'd have it no other way
i do it when i want to let the good times roll
each and every day
it's gonna be good times
pats me on the shoulder
almost there
at least in my dreams
when i'm sleeping
it seems that the needle is full endlessly
but you keep on waking me
i'm almost there
the chances are slight
it's on the tip of my tongue
and it never goes away
it never comes to stay
that i won't shoot up tonight
but the sensation that's waiting beneath
is a kick in the teeth
whole
a hole that big i'd never seen before
in the tummy of a good ol' boy who always wanted more
then just yesterday i saw him satisfied
it seems he'd met the hole fixin man
much to his surprise
but are you for real
and all the charms that were never enough
mr hole fixin man
you fixed my friend can you fix me
i'm broken as a boy can be
so how about fixin me
it seems the hole was always twice as big
no matter what it was
but to see him now is almost to believe
that maybe mr hole fixin man might have what i need
he says you died on calvary
if you've got proof i will believe
lullaby
the sun shines
leaves blow
and my hope like autumn is turning brown
i know it seems like i am always falling down
but it does not matter to me
although it seems like it should
it is because i know i am understood when i hear Him say
rest in me little david
it's up hill both ways
and dry all your tears
you can lay down your armor
and have no fear
cause i'm always here
when you're tired of running
i'm all the strength you need
tomorrow i swear i won't act this way
i know it seems like that is what i always say
you know i want to be like Jesus
but it seems so very far away
when will i learn to obey
