Passed out in your yard. My clothes were soaking in the morning rain. My head's just a bruise, like walking in a coma. Like a battered drone. All my limbs are numb.
I wanna live life duty free. Let my instincts take the lead. I wanna take what I can get. Don't wanna choose, don't wanna beg. I want down from this family tree.
I'm not looking for answers to the questions in my head. but I wish I'd remembered all the wise words I've read. When the fire was over and the angels put to ground.
You're not what you'll become.. You aren't how you'll end up.. With opened holes growing exponentially into my head.. Until we feel the fall, so we don't die alone..
He came dancing across the water. With his galleons and guns. Looking for the new world. In that palace in the sun. . On the shore lay Montezuma. With his coca leaves and pearls.
You dirty hippie girl, your soft lips make me swirl. I despise all of your lies. Your horses terrify me, I can't work out why. The things you say, are not okay.
Paris is burning. The city alight. the club kids on fire. they're doing it right. they're keeping it punk rock. they're keeping it tight. ripping out speakers.
It's ciggie time. It's ciggie time, again. It's ciggie time. For all those men. . Makes me feel good. In my ciggie time. Makes me feel real good. Ciggie time.
It's a ceremony. Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea. It's a ceremony. Yea, yea. . Oil and blood ceremony. Hold an eagle feather to my heart, yea. On my heart. A time for magic driftin' in.
Traces in snow. A red line grows through and leads me below. Nothing on this side ties me. . One step, one glimpse of an eye. One moment can change everything.
At the end of the road where lies turn to dust.. You'll find the remains of a girl and the truth that hurt too much.. Through her eyes you'll see that it's true what was said..
What I have seen behind the front line. Is what keeps me existing. I can feel it moving through me. Pure electricity. . Sabra and Shatila. Rises and retaliates.
I am a collector.. I lay my head away in what the ancients made.. I go back to catch myself up.. Been a colossal art to curb the motor parts.. And I dont know whats better:.
Can you last long?. I won't wither. All that pressure. pass through like caffeine. . Bye. So long, so long. You've been so right. Canker loves to make.
I've been to many places. I've met different races. I've seen so many faces. But it's you I can't forget. . I've been through high & low. Till I got no where to go.
Bendito Ay! el monzón. Bendito Ay! aquel día. En que nació Cuba Libre. Tocando con su alegría. . Mi hermano somos del barrio. De la Sultana del Valle.
A Cali traigo salsa y guaracha. El ritmo pa' ponerte a gozar. A Cali traigo salsa y guaracha. Son del Popular pa' bailar. . Dale Castillo !. . A Cali traigo salsa y guaracha.
C S S sucks. C S S sucks. C S S sucks. C S S sucks. C S S sucks. C S S sucks. C S S sucks. C S S sucks. C S S sucks. C S S sucks. C S S sucks. C S S sucks.
I wish I would dye my hair pink. Put on black lipstick. Cuz I don't give a shit. . CHORUS:. I wish I would dye my hair pink. Put on black lipstick. No one would give a shit.
I don't want to date a boy. and I don't want a dog. I don't have to need. to belong in your world. . but from time to time I'll burn a candle. for the hell of it.