Ho perso le parole. Eppure ce le avevo qua un attimo fa. Dovevo dire cose. Cose che sai. Che ti dovevo. Che ti dovrei. Ho perso le parole. Pu darsi che abbia perso solo le mie bugie.
Ho messo via un po' di rumore. dicono: cosi' si fa. nel comodino c'ho una mina. e tonsille da seimila watt.. Ho messo via i rimpiattini. dicono: non ho l'eta'.
C' un po di traffico nell'anima. non ho capito che or'. e c'ho il frigo vuoto. ma voglio parlare perci paghi te. che tu sia un angelo od un diavolo. ho tre domande per te.
Hey buddy, that sounds good to me. Hey buddy, that sounds good to me. On this day the sun won't shine and the moon won't rise. Hey buddy, that sounds good.
And you try. And you try. To get the fuck up. . Listen to me. If you're scared drop to the floor. Try to think about something. Need a change 'cause everyone looks the same.
I'm selling my heart to the night. I like the black. The dark side of the light. Danger my mysterious friend is just taking me by the hand. I feel I'm gonna fall.
I've been following. Your minds instructions. Oh how just to slowly, sharply screw myself to death. . Ah yes, there is a screw. It's pointed at my head.
I've been following. Your mind's instructions. Oh how just to slowly. Sharply screw myself to death. . Ah yes, there is a screw. It's pointed at my head.
[Verse 1 : Peter Doherty]. No one can hold a light to your misery. You're the number one. Being hard done. Hard done by. You'll get by with your smile.
If you get tired. Of just hanging around. Pick up a guitar. And spin a web of sound. . And then you could be. Strung out all day. With lovers and clowns.
I am really special 'cause there's only one of me. Look my smile, I'm so damn happy, the people are jealous of me. When I'm sad and lonely, I like to sing this song.
If I had a heart of gold. As some folks I know. I'd up and sell my heart of gold. And head north with the dough. . But I don't have a heart of gold. My heart's not even lead.
Dancing sculptures swaying,. Neon headlines straying.. Present structures breaking,. Lasting walls decaying.. . Even though we watch us fall,. I guess our eyes are only used..
Well I'm sure that you've noticed I'm a little nervy baby. You're so much older and I don't wanna let you down. If you wanna know the truth about me baby.
Life's a strain of painful things to be overcome. We mark the mile by our trials and suffer everyone. But hold them near and keep them dear and don't be ashamed.
Among the masses raging on a balcony. He talks about a paradise not meant for all. His voice is spreading poison. That target generation who never get old.
I have drifted along the rivers. Now I've found my destiny. Of my sins, I can be delivered. I have felt, I've caused this dream. . Dying like September.
Just living on a Sunday morning. Got my toast and tea and I'm warm. And I just thought I'd think about. All the things to get and keep getting. Never enough not enough and never ending.
Talk in sign, say something new. Talk in circles, nothing better to do. Message camouflage - same dead end. Please say just what he's saying. He ain't my friend..
Ten thousand years have passed and it don't matter. Much to him that, ten thousand years have passed before. There's nothing he can't do, nothing he won't say.