Evil blooms just like a flower. The world stays down from her high tower. It's time to judge,. It's time to cast. Put endless stones upon your past. .
Take my hand. My shoulder, whatever you need. Deep wounds that do not bleed. We'll never understand. . This is not the end. A big cloud of fear, indeed.
(Isabel Monteiro). I could buy me a castle in a country spot. And I could have a house made out of gold. All the things. A girl can have. Have got me feeling so cold.
Do you ever wake up. Without a reason?. Do you ever wish your life. Kind of had a different start?. Oh how I wish I could see your mind. Wish I could get inside.
(I. Monteiro). Yeah yeah ya.... Came from the skies. Burst through the gates. With no mercy or disguise. With their hearts set out in flames. I know; I've seen the masterplan....
Sitting here looking at the fire. My life passes before my eyes. I feel so tired I could die. . As the night sky falls upon me. I think of everything I love.
The words you used were mine. You used a thousand times. Doesn't make them what I've bled. I hated you, I loathed you. Though felt, I never let the words begin to spill.
Time and time again. We find we're in. This far too deep. Gotta get on. Gotta get on. Gotta get on. To some place I wil be safe. Won't someone protect me.
Inside your mind you hide a madman. Your world is spinning round. Insanity has driven your life. Your masquerade has run aground. . Time against you now!.
My syringe, my saviour. Five milligrams of pain. Rushing through my body. . That's corrective surgery. Scar for you and scar for me. To make us look much better this way.
I've been trying to find myself. Since the day you left. I Can't hold these feelings. I need to get this off my chest. Why should i keep this inside?.
The minute we changed into somethin' different. The moment our words became somethin' written. We're losin' ourselves while we build this image. That doesn't look quite like me.
Far behind your eyes I see your rage that holds you down. There's no better time to burn the sage, to turn around. . All's fair in love and war but all I see are blacks and greys.
Elvis he's a hero he's a superstar. And I hear that Paul McCartney drives a Rolls Royce car. And Dylan sings for millions. And I just sing for free. Oh everybody's makin' it big but me.
Everybody must be on drugs in this town. Or maybe there's a strange new bug that's been going 'round. 'Cause people are all smiling and waving as I go by.
Every Now And Then. Not like I planned it. But you're gettin' mad at me. In the studio til three. I couldn't stand it. All the snoring when you sleep.
The opera is over, singers have all gone home,. Seats are empty, the kitchen is closed,. . The sidewalks are sprayed down,. The blinds are pulled down, foundations unstable,.
Contradiction in my thoughts is the barrier of my life. I cannot jump that nigh to overcome. Too many hidden ways - their destination is the same. Which way is wrong and which is right.
I don't believe in the phrases of a dying age. These never ending thoughts will drag me to death. I always see the empire of the falling rain. And I answer with a smile.
The birds in the sky are the last,. Seeing the sun goes down. Before the world sinks in black light. As it's burnt it soars in the universe. . Left of feelings and warmth.