Come down on me, my sweet angel. Poison milk from that withering breast. Come down on me, my sweet angel. Poison milk from that withering breast. Your mask is drifting.
I'm tired of beating round bushes. That don't exist. I'm sick to death of being dropped. At the flick of a wrist. I'd like my batteries charged. And the charge of course to be cheap.
I feel so strange here on my own. She's out with her friends. While me I don't have one. Every time I have some. She would make them all disperse. Yet I love her with all of my hear.
I woke up late this morning. That's the second lime this week. If my boss finds out I'm late again. He's sure to make me leave. . Is there no end to my worries.
the chosen words were spoken. the mystery's half-broken. the seventh veil enfolds her. . i lay myself beside her. in sweet and sensuous silence. i lay myself beside her.
sleep. golden city. behind bolts, bars and stone. dream. mighty city. of the wind and the sea. stars shoot a line across the sky. . no way in. from the outside.
Sparks flying through the room. My head's on fire. And there is nothing I can do. I'm in the whirlwind. Far beyond reach. I wish that you would be here too.
wayworn souls - we've been drifting through space for so long. moving on - but never quite sure of where we should go. . all as one - at the glass gazing out in the blue.
I don't understand your plea to live. Or the guy's wish to take or give. However, as backing away. He fell and lay dead amongst the firework display. It's not quite the way to say your goodbyes.
Warning warning. Free-falling divisions. Re-calling re-calling. Fast past admissions. Foolish words. No nervous laughter. Safety first. Gives always after.
Footsi-footsi. Footsi-footsi. . Push out the voltage, keep up the squeeze. Give me the credit with interest please. I'm here to borrow, I'm here to lend.
Antennaes my currency. Programme your set. My pockets are drunk. The Illinois tool works. The flight nurse attends me. I can't wait to see the doctor.
I want to be a field day for the Sundays so they can. Fuck up my life. Embarrass my wife. And leave a bad taste. Striped toothpaste can't remove on Monday mornings.
What is this feeling called love?. What is this crazy scene I can't quite tell no-how?. What is this feeling called love?. What is this crazy scene I don't understand no-how?.
Why ahora estás en televisión why ya te crees mejor. Ya me esperaba que ibas a cambiar. Que siempre fuiste mi amor, que yo te di lo mejor. O tal vez todo lo que te pude dar.
Alright. . Feel alright, feel alright,. I've been hanging round with sluts night after night,. Same old news is goin' round and round again,. Same red blood is pumpin' in my veins..
If she wanted the world. To be a happier place. She'd stop at least one tear. From rolling down my face. She'd think about me. Maybe pick up the phone.
Four in the morning. Came without a warning. Everybody's got a place to be. I got holes in my conscience. Shot with a vengeance. I must have been a fool not to see.
Faces, pictures on the wall. Do you sleep at all when you sleep?. Faces, burning in your mind. Faces. . She's trapped inside her own world. And I'm trying to get in.