GOCCIA (Cristina Don, Manuel Agnelli). . Specchio di pioggia e asfalto. ci naviga dentro il cielo. grigio bianco. acqua e cielo. . ma tu sei una goccia che non cade.
Let bygones be bygones,. These sleepy dogs lie.. Finally final. That glint in your eye.. Caught with that sad sound,. Sealed deep in yur face.. Fused in confusion.
Ah, love is love honey, yeah. Digi, Digi, bong, bong, bangin you long. Whop, pop, who pop, then bang bang boom. Shabobalee, shabizzy. . Good night, here's your kiss.
nan geu sarami geuripda. . momchwoborin sigyega gomapda. . oneulbamdo nol gidarineun ne mam. . swilsuitge ijeul su itge. . niga obsodo yoksi achimheneun tto.
Water. Surface. Horizon. Sky. . And all are looking up to see. The universal remedy. Established phantom of the free. The modern myth security. . There is a line.
When I say something. To make you say something. In the end it's all. My fault. . And so I say nothing. So you say nothing. In the end there's nothing at all.
Crawling through depression. A shape without a form. A life locked senselessly. A brain that's dead and gone. . Waiting on the bottom. The key to your release.
Rejection, deception. World of distrust. Division, confusion. Blinded and lost. . The blame of ignorance. The weight of misery. The threat of violence.
You should have left, well enough alone. Think of all the sleeping out here, dreaming of a home. A 30 year mortgage of their own. You should have let us stay healthy and work our fingers to the bone. So what if it hurts? We all deserve the right to die for something. But if they let you waste away on the waiting room floor, just say, "There is no fear in this heart". You should have said, "You'll have t take what you can get," instead of letting us stay desperate and just work ourselves to death. So what if it hurts? So what if the stasis with a gracious smile is all you deserve? What if the basis for care is what you can afford? You'll get a permanent place in a public ward. So what if it hurts? So what if I place in my broken faith is all you deserve?.
Intro - First I put my pants on then I put shades on then i put my hat on an next I put my city on/ x2. . Hook - (roZe). Get it on, you try to stunt on me an we gon get it on/.
I'm the Master. of your private wonderland. I'm your greates inspiration. - Always by your side. . Listen to me!. I am the Voice in your head. You shall listen to me!.
Open to discussion. Were the moguls from the top. I didn't want a failure. And they didn't want a flop. So I drew the plans up carefully. With the strength in the design.
Freitag, kurz nach acht,gab es mit meiner Freundin Krach. ich stieg in eine Bahn,jemand starrt mich komisch an. eine Frau kommt rein,sie scheint nicht von dieser Welt zu sein.
Generations. A nuclear family. Centres of small worlds which itch for attraction. In stillness of spin. Energy. Potential for creation. . Interactions.
Internal descent down every ladder in existence. lie naked with the dragon-no interest in resistance. to give myself vision where I was blind. I trip the trigger and detonate my mind.
Buckle and grind, your bubbling mind. Can't shut it down, it keeps running around. No friend of mine, you are no friend of mine. . Oh well, you know, we could've gone far.
I never wanted a spinning top. I used to swing a riding crop. I never wanted a stupid doll. I used to swing a tomahawk. . And then I saw him and I was won.
Giant sized flowers. giant sized bugs. giant sized gecko. is making his path. . undergrowth running. a chorus of frogs. a parakeet's picnic. all writhing in a tub.
There is something strange down by the cemetery. Emptying the graves left and right. Ghastly schemes and ghoulish undertakings. Underneath the pale moonlight.