You lose me. You lose me when you speak of freedom. Your freedom makes me shoot my mouth off. My radio turns into a shotgun. A shotgun.

I'm saving up to buy myself a new pair of attitudes. These blue jeans got holes just like the Governor. My overcoat hides my chevy shotgun. My shotgun.

Red fire I'm going to spread you around.

You lose me. You lose me when you wear your high heals. Your holy wheels make me shoot my mouth off. My radio turns into a shotgun. A shotgun.

I'm letting up. I've given up. Gods on channel 5 again. My only friends my bullet in my shotgun. My shotgun.

Red fire I'm going to spread you around.

Freedom is knocking at your window. Soon now you'll never be a prisoner

Take me back into your room and do me. Take me back into your room. 'Cause all the kites in the world couldn't make me feel higher than you do.

No you can't keep me in.
No you can't keep me out.

No long conversations I want real sensation.

Tell me what you've seen on the news you move me. Tell me what you've seen on the news.'Cause all the kites in the world couldn't make me feel higher than you do.

No you can't keep me in.
No you can't keep me out.

No long conversations I want real sensation

(Lyrics: Scott Starr)

I've made a vital conclusion today. We are all colors and shapes. There's new blood that runs through my veins. It's blue but it's likely to change. We are all colors and shades. Some bland while others they radiate. There's a new trend of yellow that plays off sparks in the mind you create.

I am a color that breaks up spectrums of light in your veins. But I don't perceive you to be, the color that I'd rather see.

Humor me and tell the life you would live. Are you tired of all the colors that give. Impressions to those who debate. Correlations between love and hate. But I'm just a writer by trade. Who writes about colors that make. The new blood that runs through your veins. With hope that the worlds going to change.

I am a color that breaks up spectrums of light in your veins. But I don't perceive you to be, the color that I'd rather see

(Lyrics: Scott Starr)

It's just about the beginning of my day. Khemitones sent riddles through my brain. I fall back down. The sounds become so intriguing. It's just about the time I never sleep.

Oh my girl, you've got me for your own. Oh I'm sure, you don't know me anymore, 'cause I'm the one. Honey I'm the one.

It's just about the middle of my day. The light broke through and hit me across the face. I fall back down. The sun can be so misleading. It's just about the time you never leave.

Oh my girl, you've got me for your own. Oh I'm sure, you don't know me anymore, 'cause I'm the one. Honey I'm the one