Masters Of The Bluff And Masters Of

I Gaze Into The Doorway Of Temptation's Angry Flame And Every Time I Pass That Way I Always Hear My Name

It Wouldn't Kill You To Stay The Night Anyway.

I Just Wanted A Song To Sing, And There Came A Point Where I Couldn't Sing Anything...nobo Dy Else Was Writing What I Wanted To Sing. I Couldn't Find It Anywhere. If I Could I Probably Would Never Have Started Writing.

God Knows There's A Heaven.

All The Money You Made Will Never Buy Back Your Soul.