I look when I should look away, addictions feed from a glance. A glance of temptation is all it takes. All it takes, all it takes to lust. No one there, no one there to trust.
It's alright, can I see you later tonight?. You're so fine, younger than the others, it's not right. 'Cause you know I'm restless to you, how you get me all confused.
I hear it in your silence,. When you don't speak.... What was funny then,. Isn't funny anymore.. I can hear it in your voice,. There's always a catch....
I just nod, Ive never been so good at shaking hands.. I live on the frozen surface of a fireball.. Where cities come together,. To hate each other in the name of sport..
You left without a sound, 10,000 questions to the answers I never found. your not around, and I'm left to chase 10,000 answers for yesterday.. . Like how could i be so moved in the background waiting for you!.
I'm a Punk Rock Prom Queen. Brown paper magazine. Hotter than you've ever seen. And everywhere and in between. . I'm a ten-ticket thrill ride. Don't ya wanna come inside.
Ooh, ohh. . So thats the way it is. You can just go find someone else. And let me go. Like you dont know owe me a thing. . But I can handle this. Ive been through it all before.
jeg faldt i søvn i bussen igen. kørte til vandet og tilbage igen. og da jeg vågnede kunne jeg ikke få øje på mig selv. . så blev det sommer. . den eneste anden passager vil være min ven.
There are so many sides to every story. And this is mine. A dirty pair of hands sometimes has to come clean. And now is the time. I just couldn't see love's great defection.
I'm looking for those old familiar faces. In the places I left behind. All the Townsons, Barnes and Staces. And some good old friends of mine. Because everyone is someone.
(I WISH MY DREAMS WERE AS SERENE). Aaaaaaall we'd do.... Thaaaaaaat's all we knew.... You know.... ...its true. (Typical Frusciante's scream). What couuuuuld....
Something these days in the air. I'm afraid to sing this song. ''cause no one answers me. Got in the way of this one chance of mine. I throw it back. It wasn't gonna last.
Mother was an incubator. Father was the contents. Of a test tube in the icebox. In the factory of birth. My name is 905. And I've just become alive. I'm the newest populator.
Four guns west, this is not a test. A hawk is about to fly. San Diego, L.A., San Francisco yesterday. Rocking on Pacific time. Rolled into town and loose with a sound.
Boy made of dread poaches from the river. His eyes are rimmed with lead, heart is made of silver. Rays of love shine on, rays of life shine on. . Girl made of hope poaches from the river.
if i don't kid myself today. if i don't care about a thing. would i be light enough to fly. and if i just rid myself. the weight of memories and doubts.
yeah i'm the biggest fish in the puddle. i'm kingdumb for a day. and i've ironed out my creases. so put me on display. . 'cause i don't care what you think of me know.
If I don't kid myself. If I don't care about a thing. Would I be light enough to fly?. . And if I just rid myself. The weight of memories and doubts. Would I be light enough to fly?.