Lets go bare back ridin baby, yes.. Come on baby, lets go bare back ridin right now.. . Hat on your head, boots on your feet, spurs on your heels, you look so sweet,.
People: white is white. What's black ain't clover. . Together we'll be. When the war is over.. You see the Black Skin Blue Eyed Boys. . They ain't gonna fight no wars.
You know I, I've. Got a little problem. I have to be the one. The second guy to none. . Well, I've got. A pretty little girlfriend. Who tells me all the time.
I have to lay it down. Before the sky falls down on me. Feels like the way goes down. My forgotten guilt will rise again. No use to live this life. With all these fears inside my heart.
You rape me with your lies. You hurt me deep inside. Some might say I'm not the fortunate one. You love too break me down. But I'll stay too hear you out.
Hear this whisper silently turn into a moan. The eye of the storm breaks the silence. Soon we'll be gone. We all shall burn. Yeah, we'll burn. . Hear this sound of relief.
You're holding all the pain inside. And you're thinking about the end to come. It seems to be the only thing for you what's real. So you feel that you've become.
You dragged me down into the unknown. Within desire of love you made me sell my soul. . Now that you're gone. I fall down with my beliefs. With or without your love.
I read about a man who'd been. Around the world and back again. Built a space ship in his back yard. And went to mars one afternoon. . When he got home late that night.
Derrumba los muros. Abre las puertas. Deshazte los nudos. Que te sujetan. Rompamos barreras. Cortad ataduras. Que tanto te alejan. De aquello que buscas.
Beijos pra torcida. (Humberto Gessinger). Quando eu abro a janela. Quando eu abro o jornal. Eu vejo a cara dela:. A Terceira Guerra Mundial. Jogam bombas em Nova Iorque.
I know a girl who strives to better this planet every day. And there is a boy who knows his actions won't change a thing anyway. And out their bedroom windows they both stare.
"alot deeper than peter". . [type o negative cover, written by Peter Steele]. . She's in love with herself.. She likes the dark.. On her milk white neck..
I have a dream so deep and so real. I have a dream of you and of me. I have sined and i have failed. many tears of crying. Many ways of dying. I have to believe in....
I dont want you to show me the way. Thats your life and this is my pain. No matter what they tell you its never the truth. Always trying to take away the blanket of youth.
I prey on self-relieving. Vice-inspiring. Glamor whores of fame. I'll be happy to get out. . She points a stubborn finger. Like an only answer to a song.
She loves to die with me, she loves to feel empty. When we speak, words take us in beneath our makeup. Will we ever learn?. I just let it burn, just let it burn.
Don't beat around the bush. . Bringin' me closer to here. Takin' me farther than near. Insecure love fit commands. Shovin' my face in the sand, go. . Stick it in 'em, I'll stick it in 'em, I'll make 'em feel.