Living way down here and you're way up there. When I get this way, well, I can't feel you anywhere. Can't feel you anywhere. And I don't even care in this home from home.
My hometown's being circled by and by. Excuses will only wear me down. The tension's tied tight stealing all the air. Which back will break first. Back will break first.
This life in a car crash. This life in a car crash. Can we make it out alive?. . He finds himself. He's lost in. The breath between life and drowning.
we'll light up the segway. we'll load them up and ship them out. out! out!. . tonight this poet dies. it inkwell has spoken. its last words. his thoughts were left in fiction.
Was your day slowly spent. With frowns and discontent. Were you never introduced. To a single compliment. . Were there times you felt. You were treated unfair.
I'll love you as if tomorrow is not coming. And you'll cry as if your heartache will never end. I can't let you go is what you'll end up saying. Knowing he'll always have you again.
Well, God got things back together. And the world started growing again. Noah's sons had sons. And a descendant of Shem's. Was a man called 'Abram'. .
If that old hat I wore could only talk. And tell some of the things that it has seen. There are stories that would fill it to the brim. If that old hat could tell it all again.
How you know the music. When you don't know the score. Do you think that you can make it. When you don't need any more. Is it really the reason. When it is not a need.
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You enveloped in your. You enveloped in your. You enveloped in your. You enveloped in your head. . Justify it in your. Justify it in your. Justify it in your.
Every night is full of muted white. A faint reflection, a faded sunrise. Dew coated sill, pale blue sky. Warmer weather keeps the sleds all dry. Muffled laughter and joyful screams.
high above cesar chavez boulevard. above the traffic gridlock courtyard. exhale the last bit of smog. . way back down through the old man's shop. from his eye falls one last tear drop.
A shoe box filled with memories. A bedroom trashed. All that we used to be. She's tearin up in half. . A diamond ring down the drain. Her suitcase packed.
I could hear it in her voice. Telling me to make the choice. Too many broken dates. Too many, Ill be home late. . She says. I dont wanna waste my life.
I wrote a note to my future ghost. Quoting words I've spoke. And that I meant only half the time. . Now I only speak between grinding teeth. And my constant sleep.
Her life was more than mine. Like a proud shooting star into the night. She crashed through the airwaves and ripped like a knife. It was a bad disease, her searching was over, over.
Lead on to keep our feelings strong. And make me still believe. Our page is one and the same. Our ways will separate tonight. . You say if we were to wait.
[Intro]. Yo, Starlight, Yo. Do ya wanna hate? (Yeah). Alright, do it now before it's too late. C'mon let's go. . [Chorus]. Hate, just a game. A game we play.
We were so devastatingly out of our heads. I tried for forty nights to leave, not leave you for dead. My wrists had grown so tired from bleeding. And pleading again.