Hysterical bending. Can't speak. Hysterical woman. Screams I think. A head holds the bending. A woman can't be helped. This river runs. Like water through hell.
Certain things I love. Spend my time. I guess I'll have to unhook those hooks. This woman literally. Felt she had a hook in her head. Rip it up Live it down.
I saw it all from the back of the room.. He broke the handle off the head of a broom.. He was the bride and she was the groom.. Over their heads the devil started to swoon..
My best friend knows this old guy who. Who keeps a picture in his shoe. He takes it out after a spell. Says, "See". . Shouldnt stare that way so long, baby.
My best friend knows this old guy who. Who keeps a picture in his shoe. He takes it out after a spell. Says - s e e. Shouldn't stare that way so long baby....
Him dancing, him dancing. Him rolling on the ground. Him moaning, "I cant help myself". . You be the cooker, I cant see no difference in me. You be the driver, I cant see no difference in me.
Kick their heads and they roll off. [...]. 'Cause you're no baby. And you're no honey. And you're no midnight brawl. And you're no naked sprawl. And I can't take you there.
Fireflies, in his eyes. You could wonder too. Heel toe, heel toe. . Catwalk in his future memories. You could wonder too. Heel toe, heel toe. . Rain sings to kings.
Strange time to be hazing me. Breaking me, shaking me, awake now. Strange time to be hazing me. Breaking me, shaking me, awake now. I'm up now. . You're crazy, you're hazing me.
I could be a smack freak and hate society. I could hate God and blame Dad. I might be in a Holocaust, hate Hitler. . Might not have a child and hate school.
That handsome woman. Cried barrels for you. Stick her in, you don't. "Catch all this," he said. "Hold on to the floor. I don't love you any more. I don't love you any more".
Sleep, the great dream killer. And leave them great. Ass-kisser on TV. To wake up all of me. An underwater makeup. The service, of what you dont see. Oh-ohh.
She checks her pulse, gotta know if her heart's still beating. And the hospital's, not far if anything should happen here. . She's bored in a week, big dreams but nothing material.
One, two, three, four. Of the men who were loved by you. Some were lookin' for a woman to play. One who could venture to the empty rooms. And carry their bodies away.
A hundred days have made me older. Since the last time that I saw your pretty face.. A thousand lies have made me colder. And I don't think I can look at this the same..
I hope you're doing fine out there without me. 'Cause I'm not doing so good without you. The things I've thought you'd never know about me. Were the things I guess you always understood.
It's overwhelming how you know,. How you know abaut your own soul. It's overwhelming how you don't know,. How you don't know abaut your own soul. The truth was writen in lemon.
Why can't we go in the horizon now?. Why can't we pick all the things that we love and hate?. Why can't we go in the horizon now?. Why can't we pick all the things that we love and hate?.
Whoa oh oh oh. Whoa oh oh oh oh oh. Whoa oh oh oh oh oh (whoa oh oh oh). . Should've known, should've known you'd be here. Wearing that white t-shirt.