You need to straighten your posture and suck in your gut. You need to pull back your shoulders and tighten your butt. . Yeah, come comanche, comanche, comanche, commode.
Too much carbon monoxide for me to bare. Too much carbon monoxide for me to bare. Where's the air?. Where's the air?. Where's the air?. Where's the air?.
Oh, I'd love to go to a brand new place. But recognize the sky. A brand new motion yet same old people. And that's the reason why. . Colors and honey are in you're eyes.
Plante sur une le Ocane nique sa divine. Lacre de ses griffes, aggrippe son stick. Elle dblatre toutes ses affaires. Histoires de cul. Histoires de fric.
T'as sorti ta jolie pour faire un tour en ville. Mais y'a que toi qui as l'air dbile. Cette mam'zelle jolie est bien trop futile. Tu crois que tu l'embobines.
Where'd ya come from baby?. 'Cos I ain't seen anybody, nobody, looking like you. You're a red hot superstar girl and you're making the news. I can't believe you're standing here with me.
Down in the Southlands lurking in the dark without invitation it comes. to make its' mark. Few have said to see it many tell the tale how the. monster hunts for blood feeding on the frail nocturnally delicious its?.
She's got crystal. Oh yeah, and she wave your down. Shine like crystal. Oh yeah, and she get your gun. . Oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh yeah, that's right.
Oh girl, you pick me up when I'm down. You take me to the top when you're 'round. And I don't think about the hard times but of you. . And I ain't crackin' up.
A child of winter. A child of the snow. I'm making a snowball. That someone will throw. I'm making a snowman. With charcoal for the eyes. A scarf draped in red.
Sometimes I feel like I'm drifting too far. I think I'm loosing sight of the shore. But my sweet girl she will catch my fall. and then I'm not so lost any more.
You say you want a living sacrifice. Well I am a burnt offering. Crawling off the alter and. Back in to the fire. . And with my smoke-filled lungs. I cry out for freedom.
Baby, baby, I. got my eyes upon the future. It's a toxic waste of time. You can never be too careful. . I have come to terms. With my limitless ambitions.
When I'm cold and alone all I want. Is my freedom, a sudden gust of gravity. I stop wailing and kicking just to let. This water cover me, cover me. . Only if I rest my arms, rest my mind.
Oh, my soul, sometimes. We don't know what to do. We work so hard being tough on our own. But now it's me and you. . Let's give it up, sad bones. 'Cause we are following hard times.
Thank God I'm back in my car, and drivin' home and drivin' home. 'Cause the air was thin and so cold back in there. It was my first time, won't be my last time.