Dearest Jane I should've known better. But I couldn't say hello, I don't know why. But now I think, I think you were sad. Yes you were, you were, you were.
Stay still do be still. No wonder you are always lost. If a messenger you must be known. Then with messages you must return. To be seen by demanding hands.
She knows I can't read. She knows I can't write. But these are the letters from melody. Show me how to read. Show me how to write. These are the things you can do for me.
Crawl, crawl as a child. Move like a man. Pushing like a father. Pulling like a friend. Whatever it takes forever it seems. But in spite of all that all is well.
I just want some problem into solution ?. This incurable fascination would be totally beaten up. I just want someone to slap me right in the mouth. Did you ever get cursed to while you're walking down the street?.
Sure you can look back. If it means moving on. And you can take me back. But you must come home. We are both a in maddening cloud. . And you can touch me there.
At magic mountain. Nobody sings today. Nobody speaks today. Close my eyes. And hope to see. Weeks go by like a day. In a lowland. . I live up on magic mountain.
Well. It's a marvelous night. For a moon dance. With the stars. Up above in your eyes. A fabulous night. To make romance. 'Neath the cover. Of October skies.
I just got out my little red book. The minute that you said good-bye. I thumbed right through my little red book. I wasn't gonna sit and cry. And I went from A to Z.
My name is Jack and I live in the back of the grand'a Garbo home. With friends I will remember wherever I may roam. And my name is Jack and I live in the back.
Ro Ro Romeo, Ro Ro Romeo. Ro Ro Romeo, Ro Ro Romeo. S-N double O. And I'm gonna be your Romeo. . The wrong way. Looks like the right way. Let the media paint the picture.
Whoa-o... I've been banging my head against the wall. Whoa-o... for so long it seems I knocked it down, yeah it got knocked down. Whoa-o... and the heating bill went through the roof.
Be blessed, dear huntsman. You know me well. The king chose me. and I became his new queen. . In my new kingdom,. peasants and noblemen. know of my beauty.
Maybe, baby. Maybe you didn't hear me scream your name. Maybe you didn't see me watching you. Maybe I didn't want to let you go. . Maybe.... I know that feeling.
So imminently visible, this cloaked innocent guilt. Sentenced to a lifetime, a second of structure chaos. Trampled by the ferocious, raging crowds of solitude.
The feeding frenzy of my starving soul, gnawing voraciously at the bones, the exo-skeletal patchwork protecting my own reflection within. The twin-and-same engaged in the mirrored act of chewing away at the shell of my attacking self. The paradox unseen.
Kmenie zrivosi mojej hladujcej due hlod ravo moje kosti.. Exo kostrov zltanina ochrauje mj vlastn odraz, vo vntri je ale. dvojnk rovnako ponoren do zrkadlovho odrazu jeho zoierajceho v ulite sebazraovania .. To paradox nevdan..
Lasciviously they move. Two powers bound for unity. Like magnets, they align, under immunity. The product of their congress, their libidinous deed. Insatiable mouth of conflict and greed.
[INTRO]. . (Yeah, yeah). . [VERSE 1]. . Did something change the feeling now?. Heart to hearts, eye to eye, I'm never seeing now. PS, that BS,. Nah, we ain't gotta be about it.
[VERSE 1]. . These situations keep on rising up. So I'ma roll my joint and light it up, yeah. . Stress so fucking much I'm fucking grey. Help me get to fifty shades.