- Blood Pollution
Bad mornings, good nights Gotta run gotta hide from the light Bar lights, blind my eyes Crash the car and got in a fight Gimme blood Gimme blood Gimme blood G...
- Colorful
the show is over - close the storybook will be no encore and all the random hands that i have shook well, they're reaching for the door i watch the backs as the...
- Gimme Blood Pollution
Gimme blood Gimme blood Gimme blood Gimme blood pollution Gimme blood Gimme blood Gimme blood Gimme blood pollution Bad mornings, good nights Gotta run, gotta...
- Livin' The Life
Got a ticket for a ride Never stop until I'm satisfied It's a party on the sun Feel the heat comin' from my gun Flyin' high on rock n roll Like a fever burnin'...
- Livin' The Life (i Was Born To Live)
Got a ticket for a ride Never stop until I'm satisfied It's a party on the sun Feel the heat comin' from my gun Flyin' high on Rock n Roll Like a fever burnin'...
- Long Live Rock And Roll
At the end of a dream If you know where I mean When the mist just starts to clear In a similar way At the end of today I could feel the sound of writing on the...
- Long Live Rock N Roll
At the end of a dream If you know where I mean When the mist just starts to clear In a similar way At the end of today I could feel the sound of writing on the ...
- Reckless
Love is a hunger burnin' way down Deep in my soul I'm on a roll I'm on fire Insane is the name of my game I'm like a runaway train right through your door Heads...
- Stand Up
Stand up and shout Stand up stand up stand up and let it out Stand up and shout Stand up stand up I know what you want and what your thinking I can free your s...
- Stand Up And Shout
Stand up and shout Stand up stand up stand up and let it out Stand up and shout Stand up stand up I know what you want and what you're thinking I can free your...
- Wasted Generation
Aaaaaaaah! A runaway was found today Dyin in the ally He didn't have a name, a number, or a home They found him cold as ice He was feelin' no pain His destinat...
- We All Die Young
Risk my soul, test my life For my bread Spend my time lost in space Am I dead? Let the river flow Through my callused hands And take me from my own The eyes of ...
- We All Die Young (Correct)
Risk my soul, test my life For my bread Spend my time lost in space Am I dead? Oh let the river flow Through my callused hands And take me from my own The eyes ...