This time. These hills. Will march along and forget the kill. Oh Lord, it's my time. . Rest now. Sleep time. Close your eyes, breathe in the night. Oh Lord, it's my time.
When dark comes creeping in. The cold air and the brittle winds. Its sound stops the grief gets old. It takes guts to fight the cold. . I've gotta hand it to you.
Sing it to me. So much wrong. 'Cause like a slow mo movie. Untie the night. . You can change the world tonight. Or change the world you made. . Bring it to me.
Yeah. . This girl's tryin' to kill me. This girl's tryin' to kill me. She's my favorite piece of plastic held to my ear. . Where do I go?. I don't know.
You can never be the same to me. And you should never hide your shame from me. Cause you yeah you. Will always be the blame for me. That's a perfect creepy game for me.
Song: "In Dreams". Written by: Richard Patrick. . Come take me. To the place of your bereavement. Let me see. The scars of your allegiance. Well it's good to see.
You and me, we made a vow. For better or for worse. I can't believe you let me down. But the proof's in a way it hurts. . For months on end I've had my doubts.
Come along take a ride 'cross the sky for an hour. Leave your mind take your soul fill the hole with flowers. From the lake through the trees in the streets for the powder.
I keep the bottles around,. and my head held down,. which is what you do in this place.. . I keep the bottles around,. and my spirits down,. as I watch you lie to my face..
Im Gepäck nicht mehr als sieben Sachen. Auf dem Kompass nichts als geradeaus. Und alle 100 Kilometer Helm ab zum Gebet. Wegzukommen ist uns heilig. Anzukommen ist egal.
The rage in my eyes. Could have compared to the eye of the sun. Then rain. Took its course through the hands of the son. Revenge for all time. The world is at war leaving all hope (fault?) behind.
The rage in my eyes. Could have compared to the eye of the sun. Then rain. Took its course through the hands of the son. Revenge for all time. The world is at war leaving all hope (fault?) behind.
When I'm all alone. And no one else is there. Waiting by the phone. To remind me I'm still here. When shadows paint the scenes. Where spotlights use to fall.
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Lines form on my face and hands. Lines form from the ups and downs. I'm in the middle without any plans. I'm a boy and I'm a man. . I'm eighteen and I don't know what I want.
So you're on the floor, at fifty-four. Think you can last, at the palace. Does your body go, to the to and fro. Tonight's the night, or didn't you know.
The soldier boy for his soliders pay. Obeys theeargent at arms whatever he says. . The seargent will for his seargent's pay. Obeythe general order of the battle play.
Make sure!. Taking cover in the bunker tonight. Waiting for bo diddley's headlights. I feel alright. Gotta fender stratosphere. I can do anything tonight.
If it's true, a rich man leads a sad life. That's what they from day to day. Then what do all the poor do with their lives?. On Judgment Day, have nothing to say.