Do you, do you remember those days of slavery?. It wasn't black man alone, who died through bravery. 'Though some a dem threw dem self over board. Because dis ya slaveship overload.
-- From Twilight Soundtrack --. . How can I decide whats right when youre clouding up my mind. I cant win your losing fight all the time. How can I ever own whats mine when youre always taking sides.
quando tudo se acaba, j no h o que. falar como se a palavra fosse mais que um. livro inteiro bem escrito pra se fazer sentir. o mundo desabando nem tente dormir.
sempre que voc vem me deixar. acabo pedindo pra ir mais devagar. s pra que eu possa ouvir a cano at o fim. nessa rota voc sempre encontra uma outra curva.
So many ways, so many truths. So much to learn, so much to do. Night by night, day by day. There's a place I know, I'm gonna stray. . I can do it again, I can do anything, honey.
I was born the devil's sun. Yes my dad, he gave my name. No, my mama keeps saying. . Run to the desert. You will see all that you need to see. Run to the desert.
Dear believer come sing me a song. Let the octave belong to the next. And lifting us soundly back into the world. May we sing the earth, heaven's breath.
Im so distracted. don't even know what is in my mind. I'm so distracted all the time. . I can't even think sometimes. every on is viaing for what is inside my mind.
Dirty Business. . It's a corporate house of cards. I cooked the books I'm pushing hard. I've got to get my piece of the pie. Eye to eye I've got the lie.
Ah, ah, ah. I'm letting out my inner demons. I'm going off of the deep end. Straight shots, let them seep in. Girl calling me and she screaming. Click, nah, no time for that.
On ira a Boulogne-sur-Mer. pour de vrai. pour de vrai.. On ira pour voir la mer. pour de vrai. pour de vrai.. Dis-moi oui oui.. Dis-moi non non.. Mais, au moins,.
pour voir la tour de Pise.. Un jour j'irai a Bruxelles. pour voir la tour Eiffel.. Et pourquoi pas, et pourquoi pas. Un jour je chanterai a l'Olympia..
Oooh... Oooh.... . Headed out into my desert. all alone and thirsty for something more. than the whiskey that had become my water. Would you mind if I put this on your shoulder?.
Now that we've. Started to find our calling. In the half-light. We close our eyes. . Letting everything slide. Daylight's much too golden. Let me melt into your starry eyes.
I denied i would hide. I denied the light. I denied i would lie. I denied the light. . Why'd i deny. Why would i lie. Why would i write. Out of the boundaries.
Divided devotion and controlled passion. And theories of purity that remain hypotheses. Plural allegiances and dual monogamy. These lies are the ghosts that haunt the graveyards of normality.
(2x)They tried to break me down. They tried to humble me. I've fallen into pieces. I've fallen on the ground. . (2x)But i found the strength. I believed in myself.
The stranger it seems, the clearer it gets in my eyes. It's like all that is wicked, is natural with my sight. As damned as I may seem to you, the feeling gets me high.