70 bpm, ab she trys too hard to be the master of her everything what will be will be random chance has no place here if it can't be cleaned or put away and her highway stretches far and wide selfish seeking silence in the fray simply…

80 bpm, g when she's away i go out escape when i wake up all alone escape return to where i was in this song i make excuses all day long in this song forever, now together when she's away i cry out escape when i wake up all alone…

90 bpm, f# won't you please come over won't let me entertain i've got to get the scoop on you it's driving me insane cause your serious demeanor has got me mystified and there's a frisky little tiger in you that you can not hide, don…

100 bpm, f she sits behind a very large desk and talks on the phone all long somewhere inside she's waiting but i don't know what she's waiting for slam it down, get up down run away she lays upon a very large bed watches tv and brushes…

110 bpm, e

120 bpm, eb it's the sound, getting in my brain deep inside, and on a dusty day it feels like rain falling down and fills me up with song there's a note i almost hear it now and it grows and on a quiet day it sounds like a promise…

110 bpm, d there are a lot of angry voices that do not belong to me inside this skull that i sometimes call home every time i try to tune one or tune one out they gang together and whisper softly to me surrender, give in, let win don…

100 bpm, db see my face in the mirror wondering what i've become though things, couldn't be clearer i can't explain the things that i have done weird and probably crazy my sanity is an enormous doubt in my life no ghost no monsters or…

90 bpm, c after the leaves have blown away and all of the color fades the ground is like ice, the sky is grey over and over, every single day everything is dead, everything's dead outside goes to your head, goes to your head in time the…

80 bpm, b the bombs fly down towards the city the bullets scream fast as lightening and i can't believe what we do to each other the children cry for their mothers the mothers cry for their children the tears they cry fall for nobody…

70 bpm, bb featuring j.welles there is nothing that i would rather do than to hold you close and feel your lips on mine there is nowhere that i would rather be than right here by your side holding your hand eternally troubled times…