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.
He always needs people to stare at him. She's always thinking that's not fair to them. Well he's found his new obsession. Giving off the wrong impression.
I could be desperate.. I think I'm brave.. Could stay and watch you.. (repeat). . You gave me nothing, an early grave.. I'm vegetating. I want more, more, more..
(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.
Cigarettes were a quarter then Bobby-socks and jeans were in. Elvis sang the songs that we loved so. And the most important thing to us was keeping gas in my old truck.
5 o'clock in the morning. And there is no one on the street but me. Well, it's 5 o'clock in the morning. And there is no one on the street but me. . And I am evil, tired and lonely.
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.
She walks into Smokey's one hip at a time. Like a broken field runner slippin' through the line. He likes the way she looks so he calls the little wife says.
I found a little plot of land,. in the garden of Eden.. It was dirt and dirt is all the same.. I tilled it with my two hands,. and I called it my very own;.
please put on your 3d glasses now. . I wanna love in 3d, I'm gonna turn you on just like a tv. I'll have your body moving till you're popping out the screen.
I bring fire to every track, Hellfire, Brimstone. I break that dick off in her just like a wishbone. And in case you didn't know, bitch it's Dearth 3.
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.