I created my own world. In my head. I thought that was a nice safe place to be. With the things that I didn't like. Thrown out of the window. There's a knock on the door now.
I tell you I'm happy. But it isn't so. Staring at the walls. Of our new found home. Where does the money come from. To pay the rent?. Equate the amount earned.
Hello - I'm a reject. Does one arm hang down longer?. Hello - i'm a reject. And I can't think of no more. Words for songs, just:. We're gonna dance,. Despite our ageing limbs.
You're like perfection, some kind of holiday. You got me thinking that we could run away. You want I'll take you there,. You tell me when and where,. Oh oh oh oh.
Into mass graves we've shoveled lives. a massive pipeline for the lies. a past so vast with genocide. and ignorance we hide behind. You say that we are done with this.
In a field of yellow flowers. underneath the sun. Bluest eyes that spark with Lightning. Boy with shoes undone. He is so young,. so full of hope,. Reveling in tiny dreams.
There is a feeling coming over me, it shows me how I really ought to be. It knows that there is something after me, why hide in shadows that I cannot see.
from the first bell i hear. i am only grinding gears. in this daily machine. trading life for efficiency. but the quiet that keeps. in the moment before sleep.
quiet desperation is slowly pulling down. give yourself away but keep the formal gown. . the constant exhibition. constrains your will to listen. rewrites your definition.
Daniel Mclean says he's lost all his dreams. and he lost all his hair but he found an affair. that makes him feel alive when he cheats on his wife. because the man he was died from routine.
Welcome on board to those of you in transit en route from the horror. For most of you it's morning but we're really in the middle of the night,. Chasing the sun, chasing the sun..
Dear friend, it's been a long, long while. I've been meaning to write you. But it was never my style. But what is these days now I'm a family man. . You blow sincere kisses to mistresses secrets on afternoons.
M-m-m-m-my dad's a drunk. My my mom is a skitzo. My dad's a drunk. And my my mom is a skitzo. My dad's a drunk.... My mom is a skitzo.... I am a drunk and I am a skitzo.
Rich ass, high klass. Don't bother me and I won't realize your crime. Two faced, you're out of place. You can't rock out because you ain't the kind. .
Oh my fingers won't tap. Or stay still in my lap. I'm glued to the box. (to the) speeches and fireworks. Get up off of that kitchen floor. I don't know what you're crying for.
so then after the lord had spoken. unto them,he was received up ioto. heaven,and sat on the rigth. hand of god. thank you god we love so much god.
Let me tell you about a girl I know. She had a drink about an hour ago. Sitting in a corner by herself. In a bar in downtown hell. . She heard a noise and she looked through the door.