You say "Life's too fast". You see the bus at last.. You smoke the weed, though it's your last,. You laugh!. "Too cold" you say. Another foggy day.. Your shirt's tucked in to stop the wind from numbing you again..
Now I won't stand before you, preach and bore you.. With such little time.. People walking round the world wearin'. The weight of the world on their shoulders may never know,.
Somebody calls me on the phone.. Say hey-hey-hey is Arty Home.. You wanna take a walk.. You wanna go cop.. You wanna go get some Chinese Rock.. I'm livin' on a Chinese Rock..
We walked along the barren beach,. I saw the trash but not the glass broken at my feet.. Cut myself once again, gotta stop count to ten, and relax.. Take a breath, breath in deep. Taste the smog, feel heat..
Woman 1:. They really (slaggy)... wasn't just the one.. I mean, they were really great.. . Woman 2:. And the hair attraction. . Woman 3:. They were little boys and they were cute.
Club To Bedroom by Riz Lyrics. Club To Bedroom by Riz Lyrics. Club To Bedroom by Riz Lyrics.
Last time I made you up. You looked so bright. I was about to believe in angels. . Searching my lucid dream. Came up against. Pictures of your imagination.
I've been watching you. Not waiting for the right moment to make the first move. Do you want to know. Why I keep avoiding your eyes. And why I'm running away?.
I cant afford to be silent. I cant afford to lose my stand. What matters is to be in view. I am seen therefore I am. I can satisfy my hunger. I can satisfy my thirst.
I Come From The Mountain. I Wade Through The River. I Walk Through The Darkness. Yet I Fell Through The Sky. . cause i don't wanna be your lover. i don't wanna do the same thing.
gotta catch that plane. might leave my worries on the train. gonna drive in my lane. i feel i've got so much to gain. . but the fear remains. dont wanna see my mamma go through pain.
Too fast to get hurt. But if I did I can make tracks. . Today I woke up 3000 miles away. Nostalgia kicked me in the face. And we talked it out in my head.
Tell me why I try.. Show me who I've moved.. I'm penning thoughts that speak to empty rooms.. . It's easy to forget.. The things I feel which are important..
Memories of walking home. From the Christmas party in the falling snow. Exchanging gifts, exchanging smiles. Hanging pine cones in the hall. . Merry Christmas meant lots of whispering.
These feelings of obsession. Ignited from within. Action so pretentious. Much to my chagrin. And I watch the clock tick. Thoughts spinning round again.
Fly away little pretty bird. Fly away, fly away, little pretty bird. And pretty you'll always be. And pretty you'll always be. . Come sunrise, everything's gonna be alright.
Its the way I think not how I talk, oh no. Its a pride you feel that makes you walk the walk. Come Sunday morning palms up in praise. Its all about my mama nem and how I was raised.
No tengo esperanza. de ser lo que fui. Miro al pasado y no puedo evitar. los recuerdos de una noche fatal.. . Imagen. maldita, tormento sin fin. quisiera ser libre para poder huir,.
(Text und Musik: Georg Ringsgwandl, 1988). Gehn wir heut in eine Kneipe,. oder in ein duftes Szene-Cafe,. so mit Spiegel und Metall,. und Neon, ganz grell,.
Another schoolyard shooting,. and again they blame the films,. no sooner is he put away,. than his shoes are filled,. and the lawmakers say they won't tolerate,.