Just 18 I've seen the world. Done more than some their whole lives unfold. Still at school just saving face. But a month today I'll be leaving this place.
(ben kweller). . she lives in ether. flies to me at night time. makes everything better, got everything together,. she is mine. . she stares in holy trance.
Ann Disaster make it better. Make this whole thing come together. With your false alarmin'. . I know what you want. You want a piece of me. I know what you want.
Wave come, wave fall. Cast me on Your broken shore. Son come, Son fall. Cast me on Your love so warm. . Jesus' love is, Jesus' love is. . All over me, all over me.
Because if you ain't there we're getting foreplay,. Girl let's kick it like soccer like Jorge!. And have fun in this house call it horse play.. She like a nigga with some cake like a birthday,.
looking up at green stone queen. you turned, we cried and left. crying never feels as good when you're alone. if there's something you've been hiding.
Dad I know you were sad when you died. And I was young its the way I kept you in my mind. The mess that was left and my mother cried. And when she stood up she was nobodys mother.
Well I thought about the army. Dad said, "Son you're fuckin' high". And I thought, yeah there's a first for everything. So I took my old man's advice.
And so Annie waits, Annie waits, Annie waits. For a call from a friend. The same, it's the same, why's it always the same?. Annie waits for the last time.
Son, look at all the people. In this restaurant. What do you think they weigh?. And out the window. To the parking lot. At their SUVs taking all of this space.
Some summers in the evening after six or so. I walk on down the hill and may be buy a beer. I think about my friends, sometimes I wish they lived out here.
Some summers in the evening after six or so. I walk on down the hill and maybe buy a beer. I think about my friends. Sometimes I wish they lived out here.
Saw a silhouette across a fluorescent. Floating overhead, undoing his helmet. Through the murky beams and blue-green sea life. I saw him spinnin' towards the moonlight.
ain't gonna live in this old town. people try to run you down. ain't gonna live in this old town. not the place to raise a kid. not the way my mother did.
Gone and left me. And I'm feelin' mighty low (x4). . The current state of events has me depressed. I used be accessed by the best. But now the worst has me stressed.
Dedicated to Julian May, author of "The Many Coloured Land(The Saga of the Exiles in the Pliocene epoch). . The rupture of the brain from flesh, children of the black..
Contained in blood scrawl, compiled evil artifacts.. Insane instigators of ritualistic pacts.. Necronomicon, bestial methods, age old torrid acts.. If darker side thus beckon, in limbo boundaries must be smashed!.
Contained in blood scrawl, compiled evil artifacts.. Insane instigators of ritualistic pacts.. Necronomicon, bestial methods, age old torrid acts.. If darker side thus beckon, in limbo boundaries must be smashed!.
Such a gruesome bleeding heart. Stabbing against the thrust. Those vicous memories. Of broken trust. The bitter food of hatred. I will force feed. Youll suffer my indifferrence.
Agonising road to ruin. Fright filled roots of soul. Iconoclasmic nightmare watching. Grief now uncontrolled. Uncertain loss, my pain - frustration. Now to reign regret.