A high roller even when the chips are down. To win her over, I'd seen the tables turn around. She's ten the hard way, I can feel it in my bones. She'll be makin' my day and not another night alone.
There's something talkin' in the wind. Whispering through the trees. That feeling in my bones again. Just puts me right at ease. . It takes me back to all the times.
What do you say when it's over. I don't know if I should say anything at all. One day we're rollin' in the clover. Next thing you know we take the fall.
I've been bound to leave you, we've known that for awhile. I'm sure it's something I can't do if I can't leave you with a smile. I don't know how far I'll have to go 'til I'm sure those eyes won't cry.
There are no trains that leave from the maze. Your only chance was a ship to escape. you'll be the light house in the storm. I'll be the ship with a thousand dead souls.
I hate to be the jealous kind. But I know I cross over that line sometimes. Don't even wanna let her leave this house. 'Cause I know the body underneath that blouse.
I used to think that love was just for dreamers. That fate and destiny played no part. But finding you has made me a believer. That we were meant to be right from the start.
She gets her things together puts them by the door. She says there's no love here anymore. I'll never be the same if she walks out. . She's almost a memory now.
We've been up all night trying to figure it out. Trying to make it all make sense. We ain't right and we ain't wrong. . We're just on both sides of the fence.
just like rats in a concrete maze. they all starve for the wage raise bait. i'm dying to escape. self made men with their plastic cash. big talk plans and kissing ass.
you can't be well enough alone. you're twisting, going further from home,. we're spinning out of control. . no touch, no feel. you take you steal. you're slipping into patterns again.
I hope you know what you're doin to me here. (What you're doin to me here?). Take some responsibility for your awareness. Of the levels on which we lie.
I saw the statue of Herman Brood. It had a lump way down in it's throat. That's because it's heart was broke in two. . He played piano really fucking good.
Yea. . Nowhere to goNo place to go.... Im real screwed up, my eyes are sore from smoking all that shit. No place to go. Bottomless heart, so big that everything just gets lost in there.
You annihilated this week. Now it's sunday and you weep. A future of fun. Or a guilt loaded run. Your carnal desires. Fanning the fires. You're really burnin' 'em up.
You annihilated this week. Now it's Sunday and you weep. A future of fun. Or a guilt loaded run. Your carnal desires. fanning the fires. You're really burnin' 'em up.
The worlds got some plans for me. Courthouse, jails and factories. Black and whites on the street. For me for me. . I see my place in american waste. Faced with choices I can't take.
So was it worth it?. And do you look back happy with the choices you made?. The pages filled with memories and ink already dry. Do you second-guess your character and stop to wonder why?.
So sad am I without thee, dear harp of my heart.. When I am lonely, love's light will surely. find the old pathway to thee.. Chorus. Bheir mi ro bhan o, Bheir mi ro bhan i,.
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