Presidential Wave - The Eighties Matchbox B-Line Disaster

I see you, On my wall, you’re a murderer

I see you, On my wall, you’re a murderer

If you ever wanna speak to me

You’ve gotta look into my eyes, My baby

If you ever wanna

You’ve gotta be my friend again, My baby

What’s to say.

It’s insane.

Words align and I let go

Don’t look down.

I finger your pulse

And you never hesitated

If you ever wanna speak to me

You’ve gotta look into my eyes, My baby

If you ever wanna

You’ve gotta be my friend again, My baby

Sometimes I’m lost I can’t find my way home

Sometimes I’m lost, I don’t know where to go

If all you people can show me I’m home

All you people can come to my home

All you people can come to my home

Won’t Go Near Me

No more you gave to me

Don’t go near me

You’ve gotta look into my eyes, my baby

If you ever wanna

You’ve gotta be my friend again

If you ever wanna speak to me

You’ve gotta be my friend again

by gf13ph