let the mayhem begin.... . i thought you had my back.. thought i knew you. it's clear to me.. you'll see.. i don't play that game. don't claim to be the same as me, cause you're not.
I hear that love came out of no place. You thought you'd never dance again. Isn't love strange to somehow know when. You heart dares to open again. I've been alot of things.
Help me, please.. Pull me through.. Hold me closer than I dare hold you.. . Don't give up.. Draw me in.. Make me turn from my glowing screen to your glowing skin..
Chased by a night, the sun has set in the buildings. Walking on the edge of a white line, I think it's time to say good-bye. And I'm worried about your way home again.
I know it's very bad form to quote one's own reviews, but I would like to mention something that the new york times said about me a year ago which I've always treasured -- they said: "mr. l.
Flashback. The dolls, the hide and seek. We dreamed of better things. In the tall weeds. I rolled with you. . Flashback. Silhouette of the memory. You're eyes are getting heavy.
I'm trying to be foot loose. With no ropes to tie me down. But when I get the chance to leave. I want to stay in town. . And it's the same old story again.
I told you long ago. That I wouldn't love you. And you agreed at the time. Saying you were in need of a friend. Not a lover. And not a man with strings.
There were times in my life. I avoided the voice of my reason. When respect for myself. Was the search for a hole in the wall. . When I hated my face and.
Papa kom creme fraiche på sin tournedos. sådan en helt helt himmelblå aften. Han steppede i sine små frituresko. og dyppede en dusk dild ned i saften.
There's a farmer into night school. Playing on family sand. There's a lowrider down in Espanyol. And he's tearing up the government's land. . There's a string quartet recital.
Wir ritten auf riesigen Steppen. den Hintern uns rot und wund.. Und abends dann hauten die Deppen. sich auch noch die Schnauzen wund.. Doch zwischen den ganzen Idioten.
i, defined as beaten and swollen. i, defined as sweetened and full and. would find it hard to relate to. memories with out any weight. . Its not about you.
Did I see you winkin' or is that me thinkin'?. Should I show affection to the guy in the front row?. Did I see you smile 'cause you been here for a while.
Viewing lights under the surface knowing I'm found. Can't run away from, can't make it undone. While reaching out for anything, screaming without a sound.
Am I just a flame in your fire. That only keeps you warm when you desire it?. Am I just a fool in the end. Someone that you know you can depend on?. .
I would do anything for you. But you are the only thing good in my life. I would run if you asked me to. Run far away, how it could be so nice. . Every time I see ya, I'm always smiling.
Paul is makin' me nervous. Paul is makin' me scared. Walk into this room and swaggers. Like he's God's own messenger. . Changed the name of my brother.
She said "I'm fine, I'm okay" cover up your tremblin' hands. There's indecision when you know you ain't got nothin' left". . When the good times never stay.