Lay awake at night. For some loving untroubled. I can't keep a job. Laid off and I'm having double trouble. . But hey hey, to make it you've got to try.
Tell me how the story will unfold,. I know you see everything.. Tell me all about the torch and scroll,. I know you know everything.. . So why do you come to me?.
Stand up straight, they won't notice. Don't fall apart now. Chin up, keep both eyes focused. On your sacred vow. . Deep down you've got to remember. What you came here for.
pieds froids cur maladroit. je mise toujours sur le noir. pieds froids lhiver. Paris sur son corps. . me sur et frre. un jeu linaire. . hant par le prsent.
Annie wakes up every morning about six o'clock. Thinks about her family, Annie won't talk. Tried to reason with me slowly, morning's not my time. Must have seen me feelin' lonely towin' my line yeah.
What if I was wrong were you right. You strung me out so long. I won't fight our innocence is gone. It's time for moving on and still I wonder. . And when there's something more.
dr don juan isch blau wie ne luftposchtbrief. u schpitz wie ne caran d'ache. louft ziczac zum redez-vous u chunnt. z'schpt u schpeter z'freh. e nobuprystreger treit sys erb.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow. Praise Him, all creatures here below. Praise Him above the Heavenly host. Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost. .
We get the blame for everything. For what we do and what we are involved in. No one considers the actual facts. We're the ones that get attacked. Don't blame us for it.
The thin part is feeling so separate. This bedroom, a voice and a mattress. It says, 'Don't sleep, don't think, just drink'. You'll find yourself faster when passed out cold.
A voice says don't bother screaming. Day one has come and gone away. Served on this diet of needles and knives. Facing myself to stay alive. . Are these the eyelids you tried to save?.
No sei se hoje ontem ou anteontem. E do seu telefonema eu no vi nem a cor. Existe uma coisa que me di perder, existe. Uma coisa que eu custei a ganhar.
Ma belle enfant, ma douce amante. Venez prs de moi. Prs du vieil homme demi-fou. Qui rit de vos larmes. Amour et sentiments, uss jusqu' l'extrme. Ne sont que souvenirs demi-morts.
Maybe better you than me. You're much weaker, you're more clumsy. When I forfeit my patience to you. So maybe you've had too much wine. Piggy's flushed up ankles swell up as my lady works the room.
Tears on your pillow. Falling down around you everywhere. What makes you think. That after all this time I really care. . I used to think you were the sweetest guy on earth.
You were the last one to be saved.. So, don't be the last one to the parlor that Sunday.. 'Cause now I, I like to think you are ashamed.. But I like to think..
You keep me at arms length. In your quest for perfection. Doin' just the minimum. To hold on to my affection. I've waited patiently. Hoping you'll come through.
When I met him he was nice enough. For a shot man trying to act real tough in a bar. That kind of attitude won't get you very far. His shirt was open and I saw his chest.
Denny picked me up, Denny did me. He's got a tattoo of his dick on his belly. It was double vision, disorienting. Denny's kind of a dorky fella. Denny's dramatic, Denny's dark.