Maybe I am misunderstood. Maybe I'm missing Conviction. Maybe. Maybe I'm minding my own mind. Maybe I'm making moonsenseshine. Maybe. I've turned my head around baby.
There are too many painters. And not enough beauty. Too many hours. And not enough time. Too many singers. And not enough music. Too many reasons. And not enough rhyme.
The judges sat outside the law. And in their pride no evil saw. In setting teeth to Satan's jaw. And feeding him our children.. When viewed in terms of cost and ease.
I even see it. I'm not hard to confuse. A twist of the secret. It's just out of reach. It's where I'm going to. I'm... not here just to breathe. And make a God, yeah.
This year Halloween fell on a weekend,. and me and the ghetto boys were trick-or-treating,. robbing little kids for bags,. until an old man got behind our ass.
can't you read what's written down. down in the books of understanding. you push to proove you fucking loose. don't you understand me. but it feels so good and before I die.
In the mountains of Norway, where the weather is cold,. there's nothing to do, except kill each other, and play guitars in the snow. . Corpse paint is a scary name for make-up it's what they wear,.
The end of man wont be the end of the world. Mother Natures Infanticide. Mother Natures Infanticide. . We can see it coming. . Shes been. Cheated. Mistreated.
Listening to teachers is bringing me down. I thought they'd have much more to say. But on with my knowledge. They sent me through college. I never had much of a say.
Ever since I saw you. On my so-called life,. I've been writing you these letters. Asking you to be my wife.. But its been almost a year. And still I've gotten no reply,.
Got your letter and the poetry you sent me. Postmarked in december of last year. I really hope you're doing better. All your friends close by your side.
I saw the stars fall from the sky. And watched the tail lights fade away. As the sun began to witness a new day.. . I drove five hundred thousand miles.
There's a lot on my mind. So I guess that I'll take it one thing at a time,. Still sometimes I can't help but wonder why.... I sit around all day. And I waste my whole damn life away,.
the storm was blowing from the south. the blood was running from your mouth. i recall the music playing. couldn't hear what you were saying. the cat was howling, yowling, wanting out.
Robots coming through the corn. Magnus, sir lancelot reborn. For you he lays it on the line. For you defending human kind. Built a little wider magnus, robot fighter.
Saat ku ber cermin pada air yang tenang tampak ku lihat diri mu. dengan pesona mu dan ter senyum manis untuk ku andai kan. dapat ku putar waktu kan ku per sembah kan seribu bintang.
I was a man with a plan and I landed in New York City. I found a world that that unfurled an taught me the meaning of haste. I found a well healed girl and I thought that she looked pretty.
Far have I traveled and much have I seen. Darkest of mountains with valleys of green. Vast painted deserts, the sunsets on fire. As he carries me home to the Mull of Kintyre.