The words you say I'll never listen to. 'Cause if I did I'd be just like you. But your my enemy and soon your gonna see. You gotta be yourself to be happy.
The words you say, I'll never listen to. 'Cause if I did, I'd be just like you. But you're my enemy and soon you're gonna see. You gotta be yourself to be happy.
[VERSE:]. The morning after our first trip to Green Bay. We headed off to the station of Greyhound. not thinking much what was ahead. Ahead of us the stinky people and the smell.
What went on last night?. Was it just another stupid fight?. Will we be again. Or will we both regret this in the end?. . Why can't I forget you and everything you do?.
(The_mad_Marquise/Thunderstorm). I thought I lived in the worst of pains. I thought it never could become worse. I thought my self pity was at it's peak.
I've seen you eat away. Slow as a glacier makes its way down to the Rhine. I've seen you fritter away. Slow as a glacier makes its way down to the Rhine.
Everywhere you turn you are. Surrounded by the sound of winter's song. Everything is frozen and, only the swans. Have chosen to be strong. . The skies are all a big commotion.
There's a little part of you. Faraway from cars. Faraway from cash. That's faraway from war. Faraway from tears. And faraway from the past. Faraway from here.
Why the hell can't I see?. "Will you just go away?". I guess it takes some time. To get this off my mind. . I need some time alone. Some time to call my own.
Like broken dreams of rich men. Who really don't have much. A pocketbook of promises. Their dreams are made of such. But silent desperation sold. They shop for what they want.
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This is a place that takes place in a freezer. Count your blessings, It's far removed. from your group of peers. from your circle. . Five little rooms, one for each of my husbands.
Beginning at the end, of the beginning, of the end. Twisting and turning between one and ten. The puzzle never ends, make your demons, your friends. It's the beginning of a road that leads right back to the.
struck down by a prayer. and she compels you, you can't help it. drop down to your knees. she's in your mind and you are blinded. and she put a spell on you.
All of these folks. On the TV have their reasons. Like you on your hill. Consuming in mass with your buddies. . Every time I watch them all go by. I take in a breath and let out a sigh.
Cain told Abel, "Brother, you'd better get busy. We got watermelon burnin' up out there in the sun". Abel said, "Cain, brother, you're drivin' me silly.
He was a good lookin' guy. Stood about six foot three. Long brown hair. As nice as he could be. Everybody liked him. But he didn't have a clue. He looked silly as hell.
Selective memory conveniently drops by. when youre up in the club and some girls caught your eye. what you dont think i hear rumors?. My friends dont have eyes?.
Early in the morning, factory whistle blows. Man rises from bed and puts on his clothes. Man takes his lunch, steps out in the morning light. The working, the working, just the working life.
I'm outta my mind running around with you.. Searching your eyes for an answer of something true,. But when I turn back around to go get you. You've gone and run away. I'd kiss you goodbye if I thought it would make you stay..