And he's happy because she's got skin. And she's happy just to let him in. When he asks will you let me in?. And from a place where they share skin,. They say come inside and he's happy because she's got skin.
Can't ask for more so why unfulfilled. We take apart everthing we build. Had it right here but now it's gone. On and on. Break.
I'm not playing with you,. I'm not playing with you,. I'm not playing with you,. I clean forgot how to play.. But you can still come around,. In fact I invite you down,.
This is a birthday pony. This is a strange kind of rest. Because i feel like a guest when I'm right here at home. I'm not right here at home. I opened up these accounts.
I'm sick with this I'm sick with this. Situation avoided or just missed?. My own sweet time says it's ten twenty four. Hardly recognise simple things anymore.
You can't be what you were. So you better start being just what you are. You can't be what you were. Time is now and it's running out. You can't be what you were.
Autonomy is a world of difference. They're creeping round but they know they can't come in. Back from the front with observation it's still there. Across from me an extreme example.
Seven sins of wantonness. And everythin' that's good is gone. Sell it for the glory from the peers. Silicone priestess scratch the back and. Twists the knife to bone.
Had a bad day again. She said I would not understand. She left a note that said I'm sorry, I. I had a bad day again. . She spilled her coffee broke a shoelace.
People, hey listen, we've got a new song. We want you to learn it to keep yourself strong. Forget about drugs and alcohol. This time ... refresh your soul..
Like in a shallow grave. My faith is situated. I hope that my misses. Can hear my breathing. . The nights with the glass. On the window pane. . Voice like a wind.
I believe what comes around goes around. There's a time and a place it just makes sense. To be a man where there's meaning in life. There's a message to learn.
Wild dogs are running, bearing their fangs to the scent of blood on the air,. ready to rip the flesh from our bones.. Until the cracks and hollows are scoured, scratching at the doors and begging..
Beckoned to the frontlines, to ease the pain from starving stomachs.. No floods of tears, no stench of death on the screen.. Beckoned to dismiss, chosen to defend..
We awake to the dawn of a new vicious age,. sweating from the nightmares of a thousand hours past.. Restitution paid, seams neatly mended,. our hearts beat for them with wires attached..
I wanna try. I wanna live all night and burn out bright. I want you to know. What I can't show the outside, it's why I hide. But your friends say I'm no good for you.
The band has stopped, the night is young. This bar is closed but there'll be more to come. She whispered softly, "I don't wanna be alone. Can me and all my friends come back for cones?".
Gold gold gold Australia. Gold gold gold Australia. Gold gold gold Australia. Gold...Australia. Bronze bronze bronze...No. Silver silver silver...No. Gold gold gold...Yes.
Used to see that good things were in everything around. Resting deep in middle class you never took it up the arse. And always had it comfortable as everybody should.