There's a riot in the kitchen and the bed's on fire. There's a locket in my pocket that I can't find. Oh oh I'm at the window whistlin' in the wind. I'm at my own front door and I can't get in.
so what. so fuck what. so what. . if i stay up late enough. something might happen. and if i drink just enough. i may be happy. if i think just enough.
Ich habe manchen Kratzer abgekriegt. zu sagen. es war halb so schlimm. es wär' gelogen.. Ich habe längst nicht immer nur gesiegt. . die Pose hat darüber weggetrogen..
Four crows nailed to a wooden post. Bleed upon a barren field. An old way that I don't understand. It kinda touched me for a day. . Four crows nailed to a wooden post.
I've been lying here and wide awake. Til the night dies out and day to break. Every minute seems like endless hours. When I'm with you. . I miss your eyes, your smile, and lovely face.
[Hook:] X 4. We bogus bogus and mafia!. Say what?. . [Never]. Stand tall when this shit jump off. Better back back down. Got a wild wolf pack attack. We'll body snatch em, crack em.
Special bulletin from Rall Dope Records. Have you been feelin' like a laim?. Have you been plaid by bitch?. Do niggas mass up at you when you come around?.
As I look out across the sea. I stand proud but am I free?. A thousand years have come and gone. I have won, I will go on. Stand firm against the storm.
I remember everything we did. Got it all written down in my head. A diary. of all the Saturdays. Hung around. while you drove around. with your friends.
42 more miles. This stuff it cramps my style. Broke down on the side of the road. A thousand flies a buzzin'. Sittin', spittin', and cussin'. Sittin' on top of our load.
Sirens wail and a flashing light. Nothin' better to do on a Tuesday night. But give me hell. Where you headed, what are you out for. Don't see much of you 'round here anymore.
now just where the fuck have I gone.. the days feel so old and cracked and your eyelids close-you shut me out.. got run over by your words today, and everyone's a hazy shade of gray..
Apartment door is left ajar. An eye in the glass on the parquet floor. All the guests have left and gone. But I'm still here on the 2nd floor. . 2nd Floor and I still want more.
You're beautiful, more beautiful than the first day we met,. It's magical and I love you more each day with every breath. When I look at you, I can see forever in your eyes!.
I want you at my feet. This is really neat. I can't stand getting beat. What will I believe. I'm around with everybody. But they don't like me. Start to think that I'm not sorry.
Let's pick it up. Let's pick it up. Let's pick it up. Let's pick it up. . Well, the year of the redneck mama. It was announced by the sign of a comet.
I ride the morning train. People come and go. So many different faces. As the city passes by. I watch their tired eyes. Journeys never made. Broken dreams of leaving.
I wasn't sure of when. But I knew there'd come a time. When I would feel this way about someone. And always need them by my side. . You could make me want to leave the one I'm with.