There are people who have no trouble In expressing what they feel For me it's never been that bad It's just the way I've always been I often try to tell
INFLUENCE OF ATMOSPHERE That point You're the adult to rein And seein you Take it away I look into your glass eye, take it By surprise
Under the influence Under the influence I fell in love When I first spot you among the crowd Your eyes met mine And that's when the moon started spinning
It's the F-L-O-B-O-T-S What did you expect? You wanted us to move you right to left Live and direct It's like 1, 2, 3, 4 Butterfly wing flap, whole
People are talkin' ' Bout the way I'm walkin' Troubled by the change in my stride Everyone's askin' 'Bout the way I'm actin' Bothered by the look in
I was sure, I was born and raised to be my own man And I was so sure, I was never gonna need a helping hand And she said, trust in your heart and there
I can tell, I can feel I can tell, I can feel, I can see Something is changing To me change is no stranger I don't run, I don't hide I don't run, I don
Who's under the influence? Who's under the influence? Who's under the influence Who's under the influence Who's under the influence Who's under the influence
No compassion as I pass my eyes over this wasteland in disbelief. Disappointment slaps me in the face, I lose my ability to speak. This thoughtless acceptance
While passing judgment reigns And this face is not our own The evidence is on display And I fear its treason now Betrayed by these teachers revered now
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Written: paul politi and barry white Floating on a cloud Feeling high It happens every time Whenever I'm with my guy Tripping on love And it feels so
Floating on a cloud Feeling high It happens every time Whenever I'm with my guy Tripping on love And it feels so good I can't help myself And I wouldn
Change my attempt good intentions Crouched over, you were not there living in fear But signs were not really that scarce, obvious tears But I will not
Casted out I'm watching your eyes Casting out in my visions of nine Blacking out Casted out I'm watching your eyes bleed dry Touched with frustrated
Styling your shroud Infecting the crowd Steady letting the fruit of her thrill Fool you so well Fictitious styles of living We've expected to work But
How small do you want me to be? Weighed in the balance left lonely So much can be said through silence As hard as it seems All that we need is to close