Ingenious ways of wasting time.. Misused intelligence seems like a crime.. Internet gossip got you glued to the screen.. Ignoring the world beyond your five favourite zines..
(Reminds me somewhat of Chris Isaak's "Wicked Game" off of Heart Shaped. World.).
Our alternative nation where all the individuals. Are just being the same, massive imitation. Just a 90's version of the same rock and roll game. . Yes, the same corporate rock.
She was a Midwestern prom queen. Got her boyfriend headed out west. They ended up in the valley. In a one room apartment, a disconnected phone, yeah. .
Calmly, like a razor. I got us on the door. Or I got a tape of clerks. Someone left the night before. . So I come over later. You're sittin' in that chair.
All in, all in, you got me all in. Crank the music up, let it never end. All in, all in, you got me all in. 'Til the sun come up and we start again. .
This Grey room,. This bunker,. The air is humming. us to sleep. . While outside,. the city hurries;. the endless worries. are out of reach. . Promise me we'll never leave this room,.
Allie woke up 8 A.M.. Graduation day. Got into a car. Crashed along the way. . And we arrived late to the wake. Stole the urn while they looked away. And drove to the beach.
Paint what you know not what you see. Hope blinds reason thankfully. Know how it is when something fits. There's just the question of being it. . I'd do anything to see you smile again.
(Chemical Brothers). . No way of knowing if she's ever coming back. No way of knowing if I care or not. No way of knowing if she's right or if she's wrong.
Right now, it's feels like forever, can't wait. Right now, it's looks like tomorrow's too late. To meet those expectations. Ones that have never unknown.
My love's a star you only saw the traces of. What went before is not no more, it's the embers of. People always catching names too late. And we're all sorry there's no time to make the change.
I do still sometimes put my hand across. And i feel as yours gets placed on top. We drive along these empty streets. Same old ones theyve always been.
Down in adoration falling this great sacrament we hail. Over ancient forms departing newer rites of grace prevail. Faith for all defects supplying where the feeble senses fail.
I've written you a lot of songs. The kind you write on rainy days. Unrequited love. But now I'm humming a different tune. Just twelve hours ago. I was sitting on a bench with you.
I ran around the room again. I ran outside and ran back in. And I just couldn't get away from myself. I don't care what tomorrow brings. I won't back down for anything.
When the day is done. And there's no one else around. While I'm lying here in bed. You're in my heart, You're in my head. . You're all I need, You're all I need.
In an airplane I take the window seat. A thousand feet and all I know shrinks in minutes. And when the sky is gray I want to believe. That when the sun is hiding it still exists.
The curtain falls, down she goes. So long worth. All the applause seems beautiful. It's got a hold on her. She whispers, "I'll go home. And then she's reminded.
I heard you speak to me. the words I can't repeat. The seat beside the tree. I hope you're there tonight. . Aiming for your head, get down. You're the only one around.