I once kneeled in shaking thrill. I chase the memory of it still, of every chill.. Chided by that silence of a hush sublime.. Blind to the purpose of the brute divine,.
She was black as the night. Louie was whiter than white. Danger, danger when you taste brown sugar. Louie fell in love over night. Hey man, what's wrong with that?.
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Now I'm right where I wanna be. Out on the road, back to 818. Back to the place where I can breathe. Where it just feels better. You think you treated me like a queen.
I like you 'cause you're in your own little world. and I like you 'cause you tell me I'm your pearl. Sometimes I scream out at night, wanting more of your numb.
Hollywood hills. They got you dreaming. Feeding you pills. Trying to build you. Make you feel better. They'll pay all your bills. Yeah they'll do whatever.
By the way, every little thing about her face. Fills him up, the image so pleasing it could never be erased. Here to stay, embedded in his mind. He wishes they could be together all the time.
How sick is this?. How sick is this?. You know, you know, you want to call me back. You know, you know, you want to call me back. You know, you know, you want to call me back.
Come on, Johnny, when you gonna get here?. (Alright, hold your pretty horses). (I'll be there in a minute). (You just get yourself dolled up, alright, Toots?).
At the end of the day you are worn and too tired to sleep. But then you do dream of wonderful things. That you might do, right on through to the next day.
tu ne sais pas ce ke je recent tu ne peut pas me comprendre je ne t'ai jamais. trahi laisse moi m'expliquer tu a fait de ma vie un enfer je n'ai plus que ma.
Just like a bee rushing to a comb of honey. Why can't you see you look so very funny. You worry yourself sick till you're blue in the face. . Relax and sleep, tomorrow isn't leaving.
Can you hear that whistle. Loud clackety clack. But it's calling to me. The station is where it's at. . It's coming again now. Chuggin' down that track.
You and your museum of lovers. The precious collection you've housed in your covers. My simpleness threatened by my own admission. . And the bags are much to heavy.
We've been walking down this road some time. And you love, and you love me good, no lie. But there's something behind those eyes, those eyes. That you can't, that you can't disguise, disguise.
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oh!. Caught in a bad romance. Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oh!. Caught in a bad romance. . Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah-ah!.
From the floating death, to the fire of death. To a flower outside my grave and oh man. Were you just being polite with your hands?. . Take time to learn me like court appointed attorneys.
She was alone and so was I. So maybe it was meant to be. She looked at me I smiled at her. And told her she could take a seat. . Her name was Janice but call her Jane.
No one could hate me more than I hate myself. Cause I only blame me if you fall for someone else. I'm lost under these sheets. I'm haunted, tortured by your ghost.
From the time your hand didn't fit round my finger. The first time that I saw you smile. I realized why I'm alive. . And that time we. First hear you say the word, daddy.