Don't you break me down. To my ugly parts. You turn me around. So I can fall apart. You like to keep me close. But far enough away. You can do what you like.
I will keep my heart from you. To keep you safe. I shall burn in this hell. In a fire made for you. I will wipe every tear. Of your frozen heart. My devotion will never fade.
My God, My God, It Seems To Be A Fad Of Life That Every Time I Try To Do What Is Right, I Inevitably Do What Is Wrong. If Only I Could Wear A Strait Jacket And A Hockey Mask, Maybe People Would Start To Realize That Only Time Changes The Essence Of A Man.
tout seul chez nous avec moi-mme. tass dans l'coin par mes problmes. j'ai besoin d'queq'chose d'immoral. de queq'chose d'illgal pour survivre. j'devrais appeler chez drogue-secours.
234. untruths and lies you told me before. nothing you say could ever end this war, the hurting never stops you look in my eyes and promised me true, nothing you say ever comes through.
I dont know the same things you dont know. I dont know, I just dont know. And I forget the same things you forget. But you predict what surely hasnt happened yet.
My heart's getting bigger. So I need a new pant size. When you're the tower of strength. People climb up your backside. . So you don't stay that way too long.
Look outside it's nice enough. But we'll stay in with all our stuff. This is dedication more than love. . My cowardice is what you need. So your vanities can breed.
[Verse 1]. I'm going in, as if I'm tryna swim. Working on my game for you like I'm at the gym. Yamming on cats, hanging on the rim. I'm fresh from my Newbounds to the fitted brim.
Otra vez se fue la luz, Dios mío que calor. Todavía 'toy juntando pa' comprarme un inversor. Hasta cuando mi señor con la misma situación. Dame una señal papá que estoy en desesperación.
Think about my little girl. Her yellow skin and her dark curl. And how her father's heart was frozen. I spoke to her and I said:. "You won't regret the mother you have chosen".
What kind of things are you that live on papers. White papers that you say apply to me. Reams of rules constructed for protection. Protection for yourselves, but not for me.
{Words & Music: Lou Reed}. Men of good fortune. Often cause empires to fall. While men of poor beginnings. Often can't do anything at all. The rich son waits for his father to die.
I am living a lie,. Im doing something that I needed to try.. Its not as easy as it was on my mind,. but things will shape and I will run from this life..
As life goes on, there's still no answers. To why we all must die. Why put us here then take away our lives?. . For when life falls then death will call.
My brother sarah. Doesn't know what clothes to wear. It's a dilemma. To get the stuff to match your hair. . But mother and father. Sister and brother.