Seven A.M. The Constantines

We're paperless Won't document this Under surveillance Reconnaissance The nation of the sleeping And its promotions We slip beneath the marquee In a car named Anadyr Hiding beneath the streetlights By

11 A.M. incubus

Seven A.M. the garbage truck beaps as It backs up and i start my day Thinking about what i've thrown away Could i push rewind?

A.M. One Direction

Won\'t you stay \'til the AM All my favourite conversations Always made in the AM yeah yeah Feels like this could be forever tonight Break these clocks forget about time There could be a World War

Hyacinth Blues The Constantines

Raise the grey flags Ink the trenchant ballads The retail mob is bleating At the latest dead sensation The cretinous crowd is salting the sores Rejects at the trough Vulture the corpse Under suspicion

Thieves The Constantines

Sweating it out in my room Barefoot and unbuttoned to the waist The street car runs all night And I can't wait So meet me down behind the abattoir With the last of the summer kings Meet me down at the

Some Party The Constantines

This is some party a capacity crowd on some fifty fourth story A mile above the lowly stations and any honest crime Sick with the stars consolidating on the vine I'll play the witness, every line here

To The Lullabies The Constantines

You sing like dynamite tonight As we race through downtown financial sectors glowing And we serenade with car alarms Nearly found ourselves buried beneath the powerlines Or tied down But we move like the

Young Offenders The Constantines

Curse the corpses, call in the futurists This is the ballad of the young offenders Leave no manifestos, save graffiti in the train yard These legs were made to run When the dares pick a victim The railhead

The Long Distance Four The Constantines

Let the Parisian crowd stand and shout Let the audience in the riot drown the players out That scene is long since vacant All the great halls have been washed out This is no broken promise, no national

Steal This Sound The Constantines

File those nails and clip those wings Cause it's curtains for the cretins when they cut these strings It's some missionary complex that keeps me testifying It's time we steal these pennies back from the

Working Full-Time The Constantines

The sun was coming up Soldiers of light storming my brain Day, have I the guts to greet you Alarm clock tomorrow, cradle to the grave Working full time Vigilant people in the cult of enterprise, lean into

Arizona The Constantines

This is a song about the death of Danny Rapp And that great gospel jest called rock and roll Some modern spirit Wounded and sober Here's the hunger of a generation And another ritual surrender Another

Justice The Constantines

When your words won't do no justice And you've been led by the tusk To the aid of a friend who's down a busted To a sister who's lost the lust This is the Easter of your skin, son This is the making of

Little Instruments The Constantines

Mercy little rocker, bleeding guitars Went out chasing landmarks fell asleep at the bar Swinging with the sweet rogues down at Club Charity Always dressed to the teeth, always in heat Beyond them naked

Hotline Operator The Constantines

this life is blessed When against your hand My pulse can rise and rest Sing dissemblers Sing Lazarus Stand on ceremony For us with lust it's only motivation Hotline operator Rolling Blackouts, put out the

Love In Fear The Constantines

On the weird winds of Ontario Came worry sailing strange and low And we laid under the heavy sheets to love to spite the strange winds blowing To lust with raging lungs What hangs above when we love in

No Ecstasy The Constantines

'neath a beehive But you've been wading in them dirty waters Since you were thirteen years Running with that lonely crowd Crying them dirty tears Thirteen, broke your last baby tooth Fourteen, joined the

Draw Us Lines The Constantines

Starhawk in a street ritual Pleas from Herald Square to the heavens Earth and seas Let the hand move its people And draw us lines from our fiery designs Unknown unknowns Let all our gardens grow And overtake

Saint You The Constantines

Sweet girl in the diamond cut dress She's the queen of the broken hearts I'm going to milk that posison tongue And go blind in the lovers' march Who you calling on Who's callin' you I'm soaked in kerosene

Lizaveta The Constantines

Lizaveta, we stood together in the pissing rain Your skin was showing through your shirt You said, 'Lover, let's run for cover' I said, 'Lover, wait Stay here and I'll give up all I'm worth' It's good

Soon Enough The Constantines

Years from now, they will make water from The reservoirs of our idiot tempers Soon enough, work and love will make a man out of you Through and through Your gentleman father would pray for a daughter As

Good Nurse The Constantines

On the ground floor of a human tower There's a concession open twenty four hours And there's a woman with a good mind Who knows that no one ever lived in a healthy time Good nurse Gentle woman Sheryl Lynne

You Are A Conductor The Constantines

Useless secrets, beat your wingsThere's a little good in everythingYou are a conductorIt's a giant step going outReeling in jungles of doubtYou are a conductorShamble on, anarchy, battles to comeIt...

Windy Road The Constantines

It's true that the sky was filled with dust and silver Waves of light across a crooked highway The ocean in a silver flask Best get new dreams, these old dreams won't last This is not your home Leave this

A.M EVE

난 위장병인 거 아나요(난 미쳐가고 있어) 그댈 만난 후론 심해져가요 그저 너 하나만 보는 내가 아프질 않게 그저9시면 오는 착한 여자들처럼 그댄 어디서 오늘 이 밤을 해메나요 두려워 (나쁜 여자 내 인생을 모조리 다 망쳐놓고) 난 당신이 부담스러워(난 미쳐가고 있어) 혹시라도 나를 떠나진 않을까 그저 나 하나만 보며 살아갈순 없나요 그저 너 하나만...

Magnificent Seven, The The Clash

It's 7:00 A.M.!

Dummy Portugal. The Man

groove and let go Everyone I know Is running from the afterlife These days, they make it sound sweet If this is the last dance, you can count on me One, two, three, four Everybody get on the dance floor

The Magnificent Seven The Clash

The Magnificent seven Ring! ring! its 7:00 a.m.!

3 a.m. Eminem

Not again It’s 3 a.m in the mornin Put my key in the door and Bodies layin all of the floor and I don’t remember how they got there But I guess I must of killed em Killed em I said It’s 3 am

5 A.M. Lost Boyz

Cheeks] Yo fuck the dumb shit, we spit official slum shit Yo what the fuck, is that the best a nigga come with I love the night life, a gift to soak my right rhymes I got a pint of henny backwards

A.M. War Karnivool

every other day like every other day And I said Can I be honest Will I be here to stay But we can't despair with our heads in your hands We might as well walk away Another Put another blot of color on the

11 A.M. incubus

7 am The garbage truck Beeps as it backs up And I start my day thinking about What I've thrown away Could I push rewind?

3 A.M. Machbox Twenty

" 3 A.M. " She says it's cold outside and she hands me my raincoat She's always worried about things like that She says it's all gonna end and it might as well be my fault And she only sleeps when

3 A.M matchbox twenty

sleeps when it's rainingAnd she screams and her voice is straining (chorus)She says babyIt's 3 am I must be lonelyWhen she says baby Well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes Says the

2 A.M Iron Maiden

2 A.M (Bayley/Gers/Harris) I get in from work at 2a.m.

2 A.M. Iron Maiden

I get in from work at 2 a.m.

A.M. 180 Grandaddy

don't change your name keep it the same for fear i may lose you again i know you wont its just that i am unorganized and i want to find you when something good happens if you come down we'll go

TV and 16 (English) 박완규

narration: this is a story about my self a 16-years-old who suffers from isolatoin and poverty for me TV is only friend I have now I open my confess1 I know it's helpless thought I'm only 16TV is the

Mr Milk You Am I

Four thirty a.m. ding dong rise. Kiss her photo with the beam from the ash tray light. I'm sure I could deliver better if I pretended I never met her.

TV&16 (English) 박완규

this is a story about my self a 16-years-old girl who suffers from isolatoin and poverty for me TV is the only friend I have now I open my confess I know it's helpless thought I'm only 16 TV is

TV & 16 (English) 박완규

this is a story about my self a 16-years-old girl who suffers from isolatoin and poverty for me TV is the only friend I have now I open my confess know it's helpless thought I'm only 16 TV is the

Islands In The Stream Feist, The Constantines

painEvery beat of my heartWe got somethin' goin' onTender love is blindIt requires a dedicationAll this love we feelNeeds no conversationWe ride it together, ah-ahMakin' love with each other, ah-ahIslands in the

5:15 Am Mark Knopfler

5.15 a.m.

2 a.m 전혜빈

2 A.M(2:00am) Hi 너의 입술 Woo- 미치겠어.

2;00 A.M 빈

(Hi) 너의 입술 (woo) 미치겠어 (baby) steppin steppin (찐하게) kissin kissin (넌) 나의 손짓 (woo) 거부 못해 (baby) steppin steppin (steppin 내게로) 조금 더 step in down 이 순간 가만히 down with me 조금 조금씩 come in me 여기 너만의 come and...

3 A.M. devin townsend

3 A.M. [Words and music by Devin Townsend] Time will be on my side No looking back this time All that I've known is gone Time to be moving on...

3 A.M. Cali Y El Dandee

Se siente raro y paso otra vez mil voces entrando en mi mente 3 de la mañana la lluvia que suena golpeando mi frente una fuerza se siente. mi pecho retumba el sonido de una canción y puedo ...

Four A.M. John Boswell

Instrumental

10 A.M. Zoe

Son...Son las diez de la mananaCreo que no he dormido nadaY tengo que decirteloSoy fielHace tiempo que no mido el tiempoA la melatonina ajustadaY a los tintes del amanecer(Coro)Alejate de miAlejate...

A.M.0 Corvy

내 이불의 밑에잠시 놓아둔 꿈앞엔검붉은 사탄이 된 어릴적 맘이 남아있네잠시 노트를 덮고 썼던 가사를 꺼낼때그 아이가 내 눈앞에 서 물꼬를 틀어매 밤마다 밤이 깊어 지던 하루걸 견디지 못해 무릎 꿇더라도 반복되는 날들의 춤사위는 나를 들어 올려 다시 매맞게해빗금쳐 다시 고갤 올려 흐르는걸 닦아내그렇게 지워간 가사가 수백개째다시 채워간 가사가 이젠 수천개...