Who are you speaking for. Try to change the law. This is not for me. Try to believe it, can't understand this bullshit. Try to make friends with you. I'll give none to you.
Well, I trusted you with everything. Between my head and soul. But maybe now you don't believe I've got one. . Say that I don't understand. But fucking hell, I tried.
I have been feeling below par. and I can not even find the green. I'm feeling under the weather. That is to say it's on top of. me. I don't feel good today.
I've had enough, the morning papers chill me to the bone. Eyes sewn shut, stilted conversation breaking up. Heads cracking up, biological depression, drugs aren't enough.
I'm still waiting for the sun to come up on the day after the end of the world,. I'm still trying to talk myself round, trying to find the words,. But it's just another reminder, the straw that'll break my back,.
You feel horrible, roll into a ball. Youre a full fool, feel like a flicker. In a film borrowed by a viewer for an hour. . For a buck licking on a lollipop left.
First time on earth, going to have to tell you how to laugh. Smile like a star, a young disaster, you fist fight yourself. Like look for the thread, try to keep the gloves above your head.
(English: Hot Wind). Published by Inhouse Music. Luften dallrar, allt str stilla / Vattnet som glimmar r bara en. synvilla / Hundarna flmtar i den skugga som finns / Bilarna ryker,.
(English: Holy Man). Written by Lasse Lindbom & Marie Fredriksson. Published by Inhouse Music. Allting som gr upp mste komma ner / Du kan inte ta om du inte ger /.
have you heard, he's on his way. i've been counting down the days. finally we'll have some fun, he's got hugs for everyone. word is out, and we can't wait.
i've got a friend and she's a beauty. i've got a friend and he's a cutie. they should be friends, if you know what i mean. it's all a part of my harebrained scheme.
Do me this solid. If you would pretty lady. Please grab your martini. And meet me on the balcony. I've prepared a light show. You could fake a melody.
Diptrack bitch. You know the fuck I hate B, you know?. When I be riding clean with no tints and I pull up. You dig, and I look and I be like. . Hater, what you looking at?.
Hell right. Horizon is gone. It's like a slow decay. Drippin' away. . Yeah, all right. The feelin' is gone. They need a song to tell 'em. It's gonna be okay.
He wasn't murdered by love or loneliness. He walked out on his own. It was a holiday night, he was out of state. Before she knew he'd gone. . Leaving just enough for the weekly rent.
The battle is over, silence reigns the lands. Darkness surrounds us, death is what remains. A symphony of rage has gone, dust on holy ground. Raise your ashes to the wind, you're the chosen ones.
I'm a player, I'm a winner, I'm a saint but I'm a sinner. Oh, that bright side of life. I'm a maker, I'm a taker, I'm a self made millionaire. Oh, the world turned upside down.
In times of war we fight. Where spirits of vengeance collide. Paralyzed fear deep inside. Voices calling, "Raise your head and hail". . One step in mind, two for the fight.
Alone I walk the road to nowhere land. I lost my dreams and hope for better days. I'll be there to see my paradise. One day I will see it rise. . The sky is your kingdom, oh, lord of the air.
Remember the times. We were young and wild. All the beautiful times. And the blue blue skies. . Now the years have gone by. And we realized. Creation is divine.