E la tua pelle. ti va stretta pi che mai. sulla tua pelle. un altro odore che tu vuoi. Occhi miei.... occhi miei.... La fantasia. ora si espande dove non sai.
Now no time to discover. All the things we were gonna be. And no way to recover. All the pieces of you and me. . Now my life is calling. With no way to tell where it's going.
He treats me fine but I could be better. You bring the wine and I read your letter. I'm on my own feeling like a liar. I'm almost home but I'm getting tired.
What will you do now everyone has gone home?. Leaving in quiet and leaving us to be alone. I waited too long to say. I tried to pretend, I only want you to stay.
I'm coughing up a lung or two just so you know I'm breathing well in front of you.. I'm holding out a knife or two just so you know I'm standing next to you..
This postcard from hell should remind you of how lucky you are. Simply assimilate or simply be destroyed. There's a little respect that you are disrespecting.
When you feel you're all alone. And you think you've got no one. When the sun don't even shine in your eyes. When your tears begin to fall. And you cry without a hope.
I loved everything about you. I even loved the things I never loved about you. I loved everything about you. . I loved, the thing I loved about you. I even loved the stuff I never loved about you, baby.
In due time if I keep myself intact. I could wave to you through my window as I drove past. Made a good impression, my dear I've learned my lesson. So I'll flee before that admiration will likely pass.
iight lets go stubob. . yous a hoe muvafuka. speakin all drama but dont blow muhfukaz. only dem dicks, wedged between ya lip and tonsils. repercussions from the vandals, i eat the beef 'cause it is maditory you cant ignore me.
When I met you. everything was all right.. We'd see each other. ev'ry single night.. I can remember. our first fight.. It was about. who drank. the last of.
..And come back someday.. It's not the same, I feel like I should find a place to hide but not. outside.... ..And who's to blame?. I don't understand what is going on..
Used to lie awake. Frightened of the dark. Used to count the ghosts out in the hallway. Childhood fancies flee. And we learn to trust the night. But I'm haunted by a different kind of story.
Cold streets, everyone's inside. There's just me driving through the night. I want your heart, I need your love. I wanted you from the very start. Storm winds swirling in the snow.
[From the album Private Parts And Pieces II: Back To The Pavillion]. I saw you today. And through the distant years. It all came back.. Two people young and sheltered.
It's only love, it's only love, it's only love. . Don't give me that poor, pitiful sorry I broke your heart look. Don't act like it's something I can't live without that you took.
Well, I was 18, makin' minimum wage. With a Letterman jacket and a Chevrolet. I thought I was cool, yeah. I ruled the school. . You were Cum Laude with the strawberry lips.
Well, it's been a long time glad to see your face. I knew we'd meet again another time another place. Can't believe it's been so many years. You'd better grab a chair and a couple of beers.
I suppose I could stop it now. And say I didn't need it anyhow. Just walk away and let it go. Tip my hat and try to play it cool. To keep myself from being made a fool.