The green lights line up for miles. You'd think we were on our way. And don't think that tonight. Won't be the same. . I know that we have lost. The things that we once had.
And you'll choke on those words, no one can swallow that much pride. And my contentions all ring true, every word you said was a lie. And I thought we were friends but you changed that in time.
I got two arms that can hold you. But no mind for the road. And they're pushing my life right over. I'm getting so tired and alone. . And I'm living my life on a prayer now.
Sweet Lord, I know. I hate this lonely life so. Lord, I know. Time goes slow. . I feel so alone. Sweet Lord. Sweet Lord, is this my fate. To live my life in this state?.
And i. I feel. Feel like. Feel like I'm gone. Feel like I'm going home. Take it down to my soul, lay it back, feel so good. Summer sun turns me on, lay me back, feels so good.
And I, I feel. Feel like, feel like. Feel like I'm gone. Feel like I'm goin' home. . Take it down to my soul. Lay it back, feel so good. Summer sun turns me on.
Seeing is believing or so they say. But whos to judge whats real anyway?. I know its fake so get off your high horse. Youd rather have this dream than your tears and heartaches.
Crave for no more, nor the self that would. Not even that which always is there. Needy of naught, but to be constrained. From any care and want of a selfish urge.
My mind is only of your demise. But I find that you're still ill. My life is nothing but stolen lies. So I look for a life to steal. . My kind is living a life that dies.
You're the one who. You're the one who steals the life from. I'm the one who feels the falling. I believe you're nothing but a problem. . Everything is so fake.
It goes beneath, what I've done. It's bigger than the helplessness, yes I felt. It comes around without a face. And redefines my sub-conscience again.
Now your failure feeds the contempt. I can't sedate the way you break me down. I can't relieve the pain. I can't reduce the failure you've become. I can't accept the blame now.
Give me life, give me faith. Give me something to see. Give me life, give me change. Give me somewhere to be. Give me love, give me hate. Tell me what to believe.
Workin' on a sex farm. Tryin' to raise some hard love. Gettin' out my pitch fork. Pokin' your hay. . Scratchin' in your hen house. Sniffin' at your feedbag.
I fahr ganz aloa durch d' Nacht auf der BAB 3. von Hamburg nach München is' weit und I schlaf scho fast ei. drum fahr' I auf an Rastplatz, I brauch jetzt an starken Kaffee.
You're fucken awesome. You're fucken awesome. You're fucken awesome. You're fucken awesome. . Just diggin' ya now. I'm diggin' ya now. I'm just diggin' ya now.
My quiet observations on the bus city people lost trust. Maudleys out patients are shouting with the pavements. They looking rough can t get to grips so they end up looking worse than shit.
The honeymoon was over before the wedding had begun. The Tropic of Capricorn, left melting in the sun. But what could be more beautiful than a weekend in the rain?.
I love family. 'Cause family brings inspirations. One love to you and peace to all the nations. Aztlan the Puerto Rican and Jamaican. The African the Maori, Kouri and the Haitian.