It's all a waste of time again She used to mow the lawn She always wasted everyone And she always turned me on Now she's turned in the kind That isn'
's gettin' on my nerves Somebody's gettin' on my nerves Somebody's gettin' on my nerves Somebody's gettin' on my nerves (Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
My head is on fire and so are my feet I can't fucking think from the needles and pins That stick in my skin Oh No Frey'd fucking nerve endings Don't
I SEE THROUGH YOUR CLOTHES YOUR NERVE DAMAGE SHOWS TRYING NOT TO FEEL ANYTHING THAT'S REAL YOU'RE LOSING CONTROL MELTDOWN'S LOOKING FOR A NEW CLOWN LIVING
My head aches And silver lake You nerve me Well, I hate work I'm a mail room clerk [Incomprehensible] Stop me from making mistakes But you nerve me
So the saying says An elephant never forgets Standing in the concrete cave Swaying side and sing They walked over the ocean And their dreams they dreamed
Wondering jets inside of me I've got the field day jitters Wet watches and a bottle of Mr.Clean I'm a nervous wreck in the shape of a test I figure it
I will meet you underwater. dressed in white. your eyes ablaze. tonight you'll sleep out on my couch while I lie in bed all night awake. a room away
But all these lies and excuses Narrow-mindedness and abuses They make me feel so sick Like everyone is calling me a dick You might say 'what a nerve
that crowded airport Far from my hometown If I had lost my courage then You wouldn't be around I'm glad I had the nerve And I'm glad he had the nerve
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A nervous boy in several ways I never knew the world could operate this way I was nervous when we stopped to speak And the world came crashing around
High white ways, shattered by rain Pale dead wall, nerves pushed in a pain Red light face, mirrors of the dead People in the archways, eyes full of lead
Give me power to end all of the strife Courage to kill the pro life I don't want to see, you can't change me You tell me not to bow, follow for now You
there were floods there was violence words to God there was something I'll be calm like an organ fading out tired of beating hurry up keep it moving
can hear all the things you said I don't have the nerve I don't have the nerve I don't have the words to say I don't have the nerve It's alright to know
Sabes engañar, no cabe duda que, tu profesión, es caradura! (Talking) Da 3 pasos atrás, no puedo respirar, no estoy dispuesta a abrir
along the open ground Then you have to hang on tight Or you'll be blown from sight How does it feel How does it feel How does it feel It takes nerves