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  • Wallflowers
  • Album(s)
  • Wallflowers (buy)
  • Do you ever stop to count all the invitations
    At the end of the day when it comes down to one decision
    Of dead beat girls and freaks at a peoples convention
    All these sugars with no vitamin sensation

    Do you ever stop to look over old relations
    Or look to the belly of another one's emotions
    Someone young in the winds of a revolution
    Trying to save his face in the evolution

    Asleep at the wheel
    No windshield
    But you know that the streets
    Here don't change

    He's kept alive in the chain of mental starvation
    Bone rail skinny, only feeding off frustration
    Unlike you who seem bred from corruption
    Feeding off the plates of an ununited nation

    Asleep at the wheel
    No windshield
    But you know that the streets
    Here don't change

    With a lover in the street whose waiting to make a connection
    To be the mother to the soul of your next abortion
    She'll steal your money with the eyes of a baby's complexion
    Then she'll laugh at you and your sexual invention

    Smelling like a rose, in the flowers of devotion
    Devoted the heat of a spotlight in motion
    With a face full of mud even though you were only joking
    As if you really understood the value of isolation

    Asleep at the wheel
    No windshield
    But you know that the streets
    Here don't change

    Your tongue so fast like a freight train coming on rollin'
    Every smile you give's just to keep your mouth from clothin'
    Every engine burns as a sign of the explosion
    Locked in neutral your engines are broken

    Like candle wax that sun melts into the ocean
    Like the moon that lights the tracks of the old train station
    You can color in the lines of mother earth's addictions
    And not hold a gun in the face of the Earth's abduction

    Asleep at the wheel
    No windshield
    But you know that the streets
    Here don't change

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