There was a time I was afraid. Of getting close to you. Your potency was quite threatening. Fiber pure, touching scars. Feels good to finally hold you.
I am the constant chill. I am the versatile. I am the constant chill. I am the versatile. . I am the God you love. I am the addiction. I am the God you love.
Go. . What do you expect from me?. Will I ever be who you want me to be?. Will I ever live up to your standards?. Will you always look down on me?. . Maybe I'm not who you are.
Don't care, have faith or mindset. Plunder and pillage yet. Complain, whine and cry like a baby. Ain't so tough after all. . You claim that you don't believe in nothing.
Mine field is called the place I'm living in,. Carefully watching each and every step I take.. Bright white straight jacket chokes me off. My eyes are tired....
Ow. Running under cover of the moonlight. Shadow death row. At the night we'll be running, wild with no hope. For tomorrow. No tomorrow. . As we're walking through the fire.
She talks crazy talk. She talks crazy talk. She talks crazy talk. She could make a man a ruin. . She talks crazy talk. She'll tell ya anything. She talks crazy talk.
In the silence of darkness, among the shadows of the dead we hear. a wolf howling hungry to wake up children of the graves. Unripe Vengeance! The cult that serves as revenge.
California. California. Well I know you now. Understand you now. And I love you more each day. . California Girl. California Girl. You're the best thing that I've seen in awhile.
come all ye fair and tender ladies. take warning how you court young men. theyre like a star on summer morning. they first appear and then theyre gone.
All of my eye. down the drain. everything that's left. nothing more than the grave. Why did you leave?. like you're the one who can decide the thing like that.
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eyed Joe. I'd been married long time ago. Where did you come from, where did you go?. Where did you come from Cotton-Eyed Joe?.
Far away across the ocean. Underneath an Indian star. Dwells a dark eyed lonely maiden. On the coast of Malabar. . In the harbor, where we anchored. I can see her shy and sweet.
Here we are we've come to call. With pipes and flutes and fiddles and all. In case of death we've even brought a keener. So, if you're glum and feeling down.
Every human being has a weakness of kind or he aint no human at all. Every man or woman has some habit you just cannot stall. Lots of people gample, and alot of people swear, and alot of others live for TV.
dear lord streets done change. streets dont change prescription drugs done aint my flame. they cant shoot my vein because the slugs fly and then. your mother's thug dies.