Check one two - alright silence in the studio please!
Yeah, ar alright
I love how in the beginning there's always just random tid bits of vocals in the front
I can't hear what you were saying I can only hear cause I got the microphone, that's alright
Spend my nights alone
Waiting by the phone
Playin guitar
Playin guitar
Sittin' in the kitchen
My blood,
You know it boils and
Thickens
Satisfaction
Death of desire
You know there's only so much
You can acquire
Betrayed, by thoughts
Insignificant
And you know you're
Lacking heart
You know I never
Never wanted things to
End up this way
The night, It calls
You
It says, it's okay
Misbehave
Misbehave
(Misbehave)
I got nothin' to do
I got nothin' to do
Today
I got nothin' to lose
I got nothin' to lose
Except for, Yesterday
I got too much time on my hands
I got too much time on my hands
I got too much time on my hands
I got too much time on my hands
I got nothin' to do
You know I got
I got nothin' to do
Except for
Write these songs for you
Write these songs for you
Nothin' but an idea
And a song in your heart you feel where
Someone has filled
The night, It calls
You
It says, it's okay
Misbehave
Misbehave
Misbehave
Nothing left to be said
No wisdom gained
And you know
No wisdom fled
I got too much time on my hands
I got too much time on my hands
I got too much time on my hands
I got too much time on my hands
The night, It calls
You
It says, it's okay
Misbehave
Misbehave
Misbehave
Misbehave
Alright cut the vocals