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Heartbreak Beat (Joey Ramone No. 2)
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Heartbreak Beat (Joey Ramone No. 2) |
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soul drifter Senior Member
since 2004-09-08
Posts 711Colorado |
Heartbreak Beat (Joey Ramone No. 2) Wrap the night around me spike the midnight veins deep inside this is me at my very worst so wrap the night around me now fight for the midnight trains, little busy bee and I was climbing Everest to get back on my feet hazily, drunkenly swimming through this heat to find the cure for alone New York, New York you cut me to the bone oh, oh, tonight I'm feelin' like Joey Ramone And there is a heartbreak beat that can only be heard when you're feeling incomplete and a sad siren bird for when you're broken, in defeat and oh that heartbreak beat I play those three chords to feel complete to find a world of my own oh, oh, tonight I feel just like Joey Ramone Wring the doubt out of me waltz with me to the edge of a knife trip and fall, cut me open this is me dangling on the end so wring the doubt out of me now fire your jets, warmth to my December life and I was raining fiercely on your rusty fire escape my true blue feelings expressed through mixtape to find the song for alone punk rock, punk rock, in all your rattle and moan hey hey, tonight I'm feelin' like Joey Ramone Tonight love like a hangover, waking up on a midnight flight crashing in my brain poisoning my heart it must be the masochist in me that needs it time and time again that needs to be taken apart and put back together again time and time again tonight counting change and searching for a payphone endangered species out there in the friendzone and I feel yeah I feel oh I feel just like Joey Ramone tonight So wrap the night around me spike the midnight veins deep inside flame dancers, cherry burst this is me, destiny a curse so wrap the night around me now fight for the midnight trains, little funky flea and I was climbing Everest to get back on my feet hazily, drunkenly swimming through this heat to find the cure for alone New York, New York you cut me to the bone oh, oh, tonight I'm feelin' like Joey Ramone hey hey tonight I'm strung out like Dee Dee Ramone short on change, clinging to a payphone and I feel yeah I feel oh I feel just like Joey Ramone so here's the deal... Play me out with a heartbreak beat that can only be heard when you need to feel complete and I was raining fiercely on your rusty fire escape my true blue feelings expressed via mixtape to find the song for alone and a little world I could call my own New York, New York you cut me to the bone hey baby, tonight I'm feelin' like Joey Ramone so throw me a bone will ya? "He turns his money into light to look for her" - U2, 'Lemon' |
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