My dreams will never change,. And I think I'll forever stay a little girl.. My dreams are still the same,. Don't you come into my life and break them all..
You always wana look but you never touch. A little miss too perfect for the bad boy crush. But on that night. You said to me. I'll be. Anything you want me to be.
Tonight. We're gonna meet in the city lights. Never knowing endings but riding the fire. Our last chance. To take the city tonight. So stepping out not stepping in.
Who's behind these walls. That we'll put up?. Am I losing touch,. Should I give up?. . Lost at sea. Memories. Swim until I hit. Or can't get up. . I'm waiting for a miracle.
I want you to know. Where ever you go. If life's speedin' by. I'll keep it slow. . Ya you make me sweat. But I'll try my best. To make sure I'm better.
Now it's me against myself. In the biggest fight of our lives. So many roads we have been down. I'm so terrified of getting this right. . And it's you.
Hey Madelyne,. You drive me crazy,. and I hate the things you do. Madelyne,. You drive me crazy,. and most of all,. I hate how I love you.. . It's the weekend,.
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm. I'm out of my, out of my mind. Out of my fucking mind. I'm, I'm out of my, out of my mind. Out of my fucking mind. I'm out of my-my-my.
[Werd]. Werd S.O.S. the remix lets go. I think its time we hit them with the new flow. . Hey babe you want to go some place. Right were the sun stays we should go one day.
[Werd]. Its English Irish Pakistan. Polish Spanish Iraqi man. From Italy China Oz Japan. This is Scotland mate this is who I am [x2]. . (Sons of Scotland).
Come on now mystery train. Bring her back to me again. I want to feel her hold me tight. And never be lonely at night. Roll down your mystery track. Pass the cities all blazin' black.
Too much too soon, sure was sweet. Foreign cars soft leather seats. Foreign prices can't compete. We can't go back, were in too deep. Man overboard. For rich or poor.
Guess you saw. And you know. Cause eyes are never liars. But I'm done. Am I done?. I don't know shit about it. Nothing is really going on. Or I guess so.
I lick my brain in silence. Rather squeeze my head instead. Midget man provoking violence. Listen not to what I said. . I said, please calm it down. Everything is turning brown.
The wind is howling and the time is right for fear. In the emergence in the phosphorescent tears. And all the hippies gonna lick the mind of God?. They've already been immersed in the wad.
Gone away, gone away. Moving away, yeah. Moving away, yeah. All I wanted to say, girl. Ah, moving away. . Left with my own blues. 'cause I love you, ahhh.
Moving away. Gone away. Gone away.. Moving away. yeah. (??). Moving away yeah.. (incomprehensible mumbling.
unintelligible-. cough, cough. I swear to god! Look!. This is something new you've never heard before this.. You better take a good look at your mind, fucker..
There's a big holler tree down the road here from me. Where you lay down a dollar or two. Well you go round the bend and when you come back again. There's a jug full of good ole mountain dew.
When you came into the pod. You told me that something was wrong. Said, "You wasn't havin' no more fun and you want to lick the sun". Couldn't say it was any fun, oh dude.