spare me an hollow endless life. and the joyful endless peace. 'cause the answer's not a prize. and the punishments can't be. with a demon by my side.
One last day on the planet. One more thing before I go. It may not be the way to say the things I gotta say. And if I wait another day you'll never know.
The most incredible dame. style and grace fame. all up in my face. pretty delicious - Cleopatra. really wanna do this chapter. light skin - she's a Muslim.
Look into my eyes. Tell me what ya see. You dont see a damn thing. 'Cuz you cant relate to me. . You blinded by our differences. My life makes no sense to you.
Sometimes you should just leave it to God. 'Coz in one way or another we all puppets in this game. It's like life's a loom and the threads are the days.
[Intro]. Levanta, Levanta. . [Verse 1: Waqas Ali]. Once giving is always got you know. Once hit ain't always hot we know. Homie out here because I'm here fasho.
alright. Yeah, I like this; I like the sound of this. It's Outland Moro, never heard this before yea. . Whether you work in a store. . Or sick and tired of thuggish ruggish inlaws.
Falling star, wished upon in moonbathed sunlight. Distant morning lights the way.... Where we are is such a question I can't answer. Not tomorrow or today....
Like a dream. I was taken back to uor first days. You and me. We were kissing in the silent rain. . Heading forth nowhere to go. Where i'll end up, i don't know.
I drive these streets alone in silence. Another ride, trying to clear my head. But all I hear is just the beat of my heart. I think of her but I see you instead.
You're running out of luck. I know that you can be found. Each time I get a hold on you, baby. You keep on knocking me down. . This time could be your last chance, baby.
listen to me. why am I crying? why am I dying?. I am not your ladder. you seem to be. writing a song. lighting a bomb. but nothing you say matters. . all of the time I lost.
I used to think I would one day settle down. I don't know what that really means. I'm in a place where the dream comes back around. To look me right in the face.
I see the morning paper. I crumble it to bits. 'Cause it's bad again. . How long will it take us. To find out this is it. Till it's bad again?. . The leaves are falling, the leaves are falling.
LIKE YOU. . IN MY MIND YOU HAVE TO FIND A LIE TO BE TRUE. EVERYTIME I GO TO SLEEP I FEEL LIKE YOU. IF I CARE FOR ALL THE THINGS I THINK YOU DID TOO. NOW WHO CARES FOR ME AND THEN WHO CARES FOR YOU?.
We're Going On A Date Tonight. Me And My Girlfriend, We're Going For A Ride. We Got My Old Black Hearse, I've Got My Rusty Knife. We're Gonna Have Some Fun Tonight.
"With confidence in our armed forces, with the unbounding determination of our people, we will gain the inevitable triumph. So help us God". . More wars on foreign shores.
I don't care what people say. I don't care what they obey. I don't care what they will do. They don't get my eyes of you, yeah!. They don't get my eyes of you, yeah!.
( gringoire ). . Lune. Qui là-haut s'allume. Sur. Les toits de paris. Vois. Comme un homme. Peut souffrir d'amour. Bel. Astre solitaire. Qui meurt. Quand revient le jour.
( clopin ). . Nous somme. Des étrangers. Des sans-papiers. Des hommes. Et des femmes. Sans domicile. Oh! notre-dame. Et nous te demandons. Asile! asile!.