Skid Row

Felt something beautiful,
 Coming from the hallway,
 Feeling damaged in a 7/11,
 Coming from the hall,
 Like convertible collision,
 Crashing on your fate.
 Left before the morning,
 I didn't give warning,
 Hell's bells in the halls.
 Skid row in the fog,
 Summertime madness.
 Nothing is beautiful,
 Aside from polluted skies.
 Glittering in the sun rise.
 I knew someday you'd,
 Tell me lies that you found,
 They're not easy to sale.
 Looking back and I freeze,
 As you toss in your sheets,
 We were looking out at L.A.
 Were the hell's bells tow,
 It's not easy to breathe,
 Not easy to be,
 So I have acid rain on my face.
 As long you feel my love,
 In your mind,
 I can't leave you behind,
 In the room where you sleep.
 And you toss in the dreams,
 I knew someday you'd,
 Tell me lies that you found,
 They're not easy to sale,
 Looking back and I freeze.
 As you toss in your sheets.