About 5 years been hanging with this fool. The vibe was down everything was cool.. 420 buddy most our times were nutty. I guess over time our friends get funny.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! Something wicked your way comes from. what I hear can I smell fear in the atmosphere of. Music. Tell me what the hell for 'cause we rock.
Whats up homies!. . Started out as a high school reject,. nothing much was expected from me,. my mistakes, i recollect,. i didn't care in retrospect!.
I'm wide awake, I'm on my feet. Another night with no sleep. So we march to the beat. . Prepare, attack, we will. Never look back; dropping. Bombs on the heads of those.
How deep the Father's love for us,. How vast beyond all measure. That He should give His only Son. And make a wretch His treasure. . How great the pain of searing loss,.
Verse 1: Hear the call of the Kingdom. Lift your eyes to the King. Let His song rise within you. As a fragrant offering. Of how God rich in mercy. Came in Christ to redeem.
Well I don't feel better. When I'm fucking around. And I don't write better. When I'm stuck in the ground. . So don't teach me a lesson. 'Cause I've already learned.
Whether you're in L.A.,. Sunny laid back L.A.. Whether you're in New York,. Comfort 'round your block.. Whether you're in the U.K.,. Where the sky is dark.
Whether you're in L.A., sunny laid back L.A. Whether you're in New York, comfort 'round your block. Whether you're in the U.K., where the sky is dark.
Was an honest man. Asked me for the phone. Tried to take control. Oh, I don't see it that way. I don't see it that way. . We shared some ideas. All obsessed with fame.
Say it all. Just get it all off your chest. Shake it up. 500,000 times. Say no more. We don't believe anything. Teenage angst. Come all ages. . Baby, show me where to go.
You better heed the warning of the hurricane. A fast wind whirling, blowing out your name. She'll pull you in and then blow you away. So you'd better heed the warning of the hurricane.
I keep going over what I said. How your eyes disguise your mouth. The most incredible blood red. But there's nothing coming out. . There's just empty stares instead.
They say we're not so free. My Solidarity. with everything you kill. all gone. now live again. [Chorus]. . Poisoned by the religions. so we drink to drain our hearts.
Hear the clock ticks. like the bombs. of history. jail time. ticking outside. they keep us treading the lines. the stocks and figures. hands shake. then triggers.
You were there. down by the water on that ambush night. when all the 'CRASS' punks. refused to fight. Instead too many tithed into the shooting star. trading their lives in for the glamour of tar.
Shattered lives and broken worlds.. Pieces of life scattered all around.. The art of politicians spread their canvas all over town.. They paint with thick lines of red..
Put yourself in my place and you won't know why. That I feel the way that I do inside. Letting me in but I'm finding you out this time. . It's me heavy on me, take it easy on yourself.
Oh my heart is heavy now and I feel a little cold. Oh I know Ive heard your words before. Should they bother me at all?. . And Im here for you and you want me to be.
The fine art of hotel expressionism. Pen a sentiment with the kettle and condiments. Compose your mood using the soap and your shoe. The minibar can be part of the art also.