I am the hot mic, I pick up asides, of the modern tyrant. '...laws of the shadows, colours of justice',. I don't know what it meant. How 'patriotism is now enough'* and it's 'powerful stuff'.
I have a thought that consoles me, a glow within. A little thought that consoles me, a light, pale, thin. When I'm wild and lonely, in a winter mind and I cannot become -.
Well, I'm going down to see my highway girl. Yeah, she just came back from around the world. I'm going to get me a gun, I'm going to stand on guard. In a little white booth in her front yard.
I don't want to look for words. I don't want to work that hard. I want your song in my head. The way you sing it from the heart, yeah. . Whenever I get lost.
Here's a glue guy, a performance god. A makeshift shrine, or newly lain sod. Hardly even trying, gives the nod. . I sure hope I'm not the type to dwell.
They saw you today as you were leaving. And they run to hunt you down. Dogs lead the chase as you are bleeding. They run to hunt you down. . Your narrow escape.
Homicidal suicidal. One time lover. All night raver. One time killer. Two ton murder. . Homicidal suicidal. Big time looser. Big time boozer. Live and learn.
Holy water on the brain and I? m losing sleep. Holy Bible on the night stand next to me. As I? m raped by another monkey circus freak. Trying to take my indigence away from me, from me.
What ever happened to the sexual revolution?. I guess that has made its contribution. . I'm an H, I'm an H. I'm an HIV baby. I'm an HIV baby. I'm an HIV baby.
Heretic, burn at the stake. Witch float like a log. . Wine from the blade on the night of the full moon. Voices that call spirits in waiting. Sharing the drink of the bond.
Head injury, head injury, head injury. You got a kiss for me, it hits me hard. My hands on my head, your words are like arrows. My hands on my head, there's permanent damage.
I see that smile. I see that smile. I see that smile on your face. . We hear you cry. We hear you wail. I see that smile on your face. . We see you laugh.
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He did nothing perfect. He did nothing quite well. He did nothing perfectly, much better then anyone I've ever seen. . He did nothing all the time. He did nothing constantly.
Can't touch me. . Hands all over the Eastern border. You know what I think we're falling. From composure. Hands all over Western culture. Ruffling feathers and turning eagles into vultures.
Now I would like friends if this evening. We should stand there with all other of God's. Creatures on the curbstone and watch this. March of time. Let us take our stand with them.
I woke up with my feet nailed down and my head moving the spped of sound. Had a dream I was caught in a maze and couldn't find my way back out. Some were born to move mountains around and some to rot away in jail.
When I hand my love in. I'll be done. A handed glove. Hides the door. . Half a chance. Half a chance. We still. Have a chance. . Mr. Full, Mr. Have. Kills Mr. Empty Hand.
I hear the flower's kinda crying loud. The breeze's sound in sad. Oh no. Tell me when did we become. So cold and empty inside. Lost a way long time ago.
Deja que la lluvia acaricie tus párpados. que la humedad se clave en tu sien,. deja que esta noche tus pies anden descalzos,. no los pares si empiezan a correr.