by Charlie Parr on album Stumpjumper

by Lydia on album Assailants

You empty out your stomach, so everyone can see that you are as black as the basement, and just as wicked as me. But my God, what a mess I've made, My God, what a mess I made. Staring away, I was

by Charlie Parr on album Keep Your Hands on the Plow

by yung van on album Screaming Out Your Name

When I first met you I had nothing You took it all away I'm left alone with only one thing These memories of pain You took control of all my loving Made me feel ashamed For ever hoping I had something

by George Nooks on album Extended Ride Out Your Storm

Dont give up just ride out your storm You've been in the storm and it seems like forever And your nights of confusion has been too long your ship has lost anchor and the storm's got you drifting Just

by The Impressions on album Check Out Your Mind!

Heres something that you never had It slid in on an oily rag The price is right up on the tag I'll put in a brand new bag This thing will let you be yourself And wont offend nobody else Nothing like y

by The Impressions on album Check Out Your Mind!

Heres something that you never had It slid in on an oily rag The price is right up on the tag I'll put in a brand new bag This thing will let you be yourself And wont offend nobody else Nothing like y

by Bob Dylan on album Can You Please Crawl Out Your Window? / Highway 61 Revisited

He sits in your room, his tomb, with a fist full of tacks Preoccupied with his vengeance Cursing the dead that can't answer him back I'm sure that he has no intentions Of looking your way, unless it's

by Bob Dylan on album Can You Please Crawl Out Your Window? / Highway 61 Revisited

He sits in your room, his tomb, with a fist full of tacks Preoccupied with his vengeance Cursing the dead that can't answer him back I'm sure that he has no intentions Of looking your way, unless it's

by Bob Dylan on album Can You Please Crawl Out Your Window? / Highway 61 Revisited

He sits in your room, his tomb, with a fist full of tacks Preoccupied with his vengeance Cursing the dead that can't answer him back I'm sure that he has no intentions Of looking your way, unless it's

by Loreen on album Crying Out Your Name

've emptied out the minibar Did it all by myself About to go and key his car Yeah-yeah, I'm what you call a mess I can't remember what went wrong I started talking to myself I even hate my favourite

by George Nooks on album Extended Ride out Your Storm

Dont give up just ride out your storm You've been in the storm and it seems like forever And your nights of confusion has been too long your ship has lost anchor and the storm's got you drifting Just

by George Nooks on album Ride Out Your Storm

Dont give up just ride out your storm You've been in the storm and it seems like forever And your nights of confusion has been too long your ship has lost anchor and the storm's got you drifting Just

by George Nooks on album Ride Out Your Storm

Dont give up just ride out your storm You've been in the storm and it seems like forever And your nights of confusion has been too long your ship has lost anchor and the storm's got you drifting Just

by George Nooks on album Ride out Your Storm

Dont give up just ride out your storm You've been in the storm and it seems like forever And your nights of confusion has been too long your ship has lost anchor and the storm's got you drifting Just

by George Nooks on album Ride Out Your Storm - Single

Dont give up just ride out your storm You've been in the storm and it seems like forever And your nights of confusion has been too long your ship has lost anchor and the storm's got you drifting Just

by Betty Jean Robinson on album Ride Out Your Storm

ride out your storm you been in this storm, it seems like forever and your night of confussion has been ohh so long, your ship has lost anchor and the storms got you drifting but the nights almost ove

by Loreen on album Crying Out Your Name

Crying Out Your Name I've emptied out the minibar Did it all by myself About to go and key his car Yeah-yeah, I'm what you call a mess I can't remember what went wrong I started talking to myself I ev

by Loreen on album Crying Out Your Name

've emptied out the minibar Did it all by myself About to go and key his car Yeah-yeah, I'm what you call a mess I can't remember what went wrong I started talking to myself I even hate my favourite

by Loreen on album Crying Out Your Name (The Remixes)

I've emptied out the minibar Did it all by myself About to go and key his car Yeah-yeah, I'm what you call a mess I can't remember what went wrong I started talking to myself I even hate my favourite