So, let me begin by laying down the state we're in. With the pills and the gin, I can handle bout anything. But this is out of control. Do what you like to me, but please don't hurt her man.
I stare at the sky and see. What i've tried to see so many years. the purity of space and time. To see it all through intoxicated tears. . Cratinf a trip through hexagonal space.
Everybody helps me make my own mistakes. If I'm left alone I'd make them anyway. Great events but can't predict what's happening in present tense. No reference in code to me.
I'm not getting sleep at night. My insomnia's a pain. Problems I create myself. I drag here from the day. . Harsh words, I keep them to myself. Hearing my problems, serves to destroy.
I hang glass from the wall, it makes my life seem big. Mirrors hang from my wall, to make my world seem big. . You forced me to do things I wasn't aware of.
I traveled from Dublin. You said you'd change the world. You sing like Sinatra, always. . You've pulled 'em for miles now. Like Garbo in Berlin. You played 'em for zeros, just like always.
I told a lie. God I told the biggest lie. Made you come over. to drive him home that night. while we were getting drunk. and he was getting high. and I lied and said I loved you.
Welcome anywhere you come from. You'll lose your life or find a home here. 'Cause some do it right some do it wrong. Some are talkin' wise some they're running their tongues.
It's Your Fault. . Intro. Yo,. This song goes out to all the people who fucked me up inside. All the shallow, narrow-minded, superfical assholes that sit around in their little groups talkin' shit about me, all the bullies that beat me up, all of the so-called friends that betrayed my trust, all the sluts.
MANIC RAGE. IF I COULD. . I wish I could escape. From all this anger and all this hate. Take me away to a better place. Far from these thoughts. Far from this state.
Det e prat og prat, og prat og prat, og mere prat. I en sverm av ord, kor enn vi måtte gå. "Nei sier du det", og "ikkje sant", og "akkurat". Og prøv å si no' lurt, og prøv å hæng dæ på.
If I ever feel the light again shinin' down on me. I don't have to tell you how welcome it will be. I felt the light before but I let it slip away. I still keep on believin' it'll come back someday.
The jam is jumpin'. the drums are pumpin'. the groove is lockin' in the rhythm like we want it to be. . No time for stallin'. We're really haulin'. we've gotta keep it in the pocket or we'll stagger behind.
The jam is jumpin'. The drums are pumpin'. The groove is lockin' in the rhythm like we want it to be. . No time for stallin'. We're really haulin'. We've gotta keep it in the pocket or we'll stagger behind.
Do you remember the last time I said. If I ever thought of lying I'd rather think of dying instead. And maybe you'll remember. . The last time you called me to say we were through.
Angels, hear the angels sing. . It came upon the midnight clear. That glorious song of old. (Song of old). From angels bending near the earth. To touch their harps of gold.
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In the dark. It's just you and I. Not a song, there's not one sigh. Just the beat of my poor heart. Lord, in the dark. . Now in the dark, in the dark.
In a mellow tone. Feelin' fancy free. And I'm not alone. I've got company. . Everything's okay. The live-long day. With this mellow song. I can't go wrong.
Maybe you wanna give me kisses sweet. But for only one night with no repeat. Maybe you'll go away and never call. And a taste of honey is worse than none at all.