They guarantee our freedom but freedom isn't real. Unless you know Christ you won't know how I feel. Inflections of the way things were supposed to be.
You're only interested when your power's threatened. You're only paranoid 'cause you know what you're doing. You know what you've done and what you're about to do.
She stepped off the bus out into the city streets. Just a small town girl with her whole life. Packed in a suitcase by her feet. . But somehow the lights didn't shine.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel. Born is the King of Israel. . The first Noel, the angels did say. Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay. In fields where they lay keeping their sheep.
Stand back because my heart is on the floor. It's waiting to be crushed by you. I wouldn't have it any other way. Sit back and watch me scream your name.
Embellish mine wayward soul. Blast it with your vicious beauty. I know I've been perverted like a man. Who has not shagged in years. . Mama loves me, yes, she does.
Go.... So fucking determined. Yeah, yeah, go.... You better believe it, confidence. Go.... So fucking determined. Yeah, yeah, go.... Spit out all reason,.
What have I done?. Where have I come from?. When I burnt the backs with the sun through a glass. Did I seal the loss that's become me?. . Feeling undone.
Lie. . I'm a fish out of water. Kill me and choke on the bones. Nothing seems to matter anymore. Gotta get back to the reason. Gotta get back to the hole.
Fear is an emotion inside us. Deeper growing my deaths content. Eating away our insides. Watching themselves and they step out of skin. So darkness it surrounds the being.
Dreams of earthquakes. Dreams of hurricanes. Dreams of pouring rain. Dreams of tidal waves. (To wash us all away). . Dreams of guns blazed. Dreams of fire rage.
The mack is back. Sweeping up snack packs. Still slinging that game on the rock track. Feeling this bank and it don't stop, no. Here we go again setting up shop, yep.
All sprawled out. Laid to rest. Woke up early. Got it again. . I feel so stupid today. Why ain't it any other way. It's too late to complain. Bad, bad timing.
(hi, this is matt lukin from mudhoney, and I like to smoke a lot of pot and listen to black flag all the time.). . Someday. I'll feel no pain. Someday.
Daddy was a rapist for the word of God. Even Baptist preachers, got to get off. Had the sisters of the congregation. Down on their knees, my ma was one of these.
(Lyrics: C. Milnes, Music: J. Milnes). Coptic times in his life,. can hear you say - nothing at all,. it happened at twentry,. a new man to fall,. Saturday's long,.
Is it so hard to understand?. You got left behind 'cause you wanted to do something with your life. You wanted something where mediocrity would not suffice.