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I can't get a hold of myself. Breaking all the rules, playing games with my health. My loves say, I'm gone off the rails. I know it's okay 'cause I do it so well.
Amber I can hear the sound. Watching over you. Watching over you. I know you can break the spell. Possibly true. Possibly true. Amber I can hear the sound.
You know the fight in me. It will never be gone. My good side and bad don't need no chaperone. I'm living city pretty New Orleans. With my hood good girl.
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(Pedrini-Ghedi). Padre nostro. che sei nei cieli. dammi oggi. la volont. Sono troppi. peccatori. giustiziere. io sar. Alleluiah, Alleluiah. Alleluiah, sale al cielo.
When you fell from the sky. We all stopped and stood outside to. Wash our clothes. And baby, we got soaked. When you fell from the sky. I felt that burning in my eyes.
Living on anaesthetic. No one seems to get it. You're numb to the sensation. Living on anaesthetic. Not the way you've chose to have it. It's too cold to care.
(tom shapiro/terri clark/chris waters). Every time you ask her out she turns you down. you've seen a tear roll down her cheek. when she thinks no one's around.
She stares out the window. As he pulls in the drive. For another late night rendezvous. To make him feel alive. . He knows that she's been waiting. Anticipating his return.
(Terri Clark/Stephony Smith/Lisa Scott). . Caught between a rock and a heartache. In the middle of here and torn in two. Not sure which road that I'll take.
In the basement of the church.. I took the last chair in the room. Embarrassed and ashamed,. but that all began to change,. when she stood up and spoke her truth..
Throwing pictures out the window. Scattered by the way the wind blows. Bye bye baby, that's the last I'll see of you. Shoebox full of old love letters.
Oh I'm your blue eyed boy. I'll suffer your indifference and. You can teach me pretty words. We will feed the sparrows. . Here I am. Here I am. Talking to my shadow.
Sat on the metro with love on her mind. Intimate details of every kind. Opening doorways to secret rooms. Her emptiness calling to you. . She give a little bit of attitude.
A strange relationship has started. A strange relationship indeed. It's like a watercolour forming. Between the pages of a dream. . And it's calling you.
sunday, monday we lie around. but it's not easy. someday, one day. we'll get sky and move away. . and like the birds we'll fly tomorrow. obscene machines that glide away.
Watching all the women shaking slimming. Walking down the road again. Looking at the lovers under covers come in and let's be friends. Watching all the schoolgirls shaking the rules.
She said that is one thing about art. He said that is I all I think about art. Glamour creates glamour types, stares at the sea stars art. Oh no. She said this is what I think it is art.
She takes the blame, takes the pain but the world smiles. 'Cos outside is just a taxi ride to drive away. So she packs her bags, calls a cab and the world smiles.