Swoon this is the same old blood rush with a new touch. I am safe, quaint and eloquent. But my bottom lip along with the top one too. Is chapped and it's all thanks to you.
Hey, Miss Sobriety. Do you remember me or how to say my name?. Do you remember when we were friends?. Yeah, all the way back then. . You caught the confidence.
Whatever you put in my hands. Is my life savings, my main man. I got a box fit for a king on Queen Street. Tell me that's not irony. . Money can't buy happiness.
you lie and cheat i might have to beat you you stab my back i might put the heat to you dont drag your feet you. know you have to face me its not just once that youve disgraced me.
You dont really want to get. involved in my life. its kinda scary like a slurpee brain frezze,. you dont really want to taste. more than the first kiss,.
may 26 is a day not to be missed. no more lies just the big fat dis. our shit is history no more misery. or sick trickery. or the current bribery. for both of us are free.
I had a heart. But I buried it someplace. I had a brain. But my body won the race. . I dream in pictures. Pictures of you. A figure of eight. Just won't do.
Turn it up, turn it down. Switch it on, switch it off. Called a friend, threw the phone. Cut me down, I'm lost. . I retire you resign. I win you lose.
Straigt ahead - right through your eyes. Await your last breath - pay for your lies. Once again you betrayed me. Play for your soul play to be free. .
Floatin' in space. Driftin' through the stars. Waitin' and waitin'. For you to appear. Gracin' the sun. Playin' in the moonshine. Would be a pleasure.
Oh, what. do you know of drowning,. of midnight wire?. I dunno what came over me. I come across a burnin' desire. Fidgeting through madness. spill the guilt.
We are the children of the midnight, marching high in an icy mercury sky. We sing and our breath turns to frost, we watch and the frost melts. We hear the crazy winds that weep, we don't sleep where the minds meet.
Round we go. Living in a carnival of compromise. All we know. Is decorating flags and choosing sides. Round and round. Accusations fly. Holding ground.
I was alone, I was at home. 'Til the fabric was torn. The cord was cut. My orbit had begun. . I was a simple being. I was simply being. Until I caught my own reflection.
You're gonna do what I say. And say what I say. You stretch your peacock feathers. You're always on display. Don't act so goddamned conflicted. You wouldn't have it any other way.
Loose-lipped secrets. I've seen those birdies chirping. Another promise perched on their fragile branches. Cradle and all.... . We all hide a diary beneath some mattress.
MY OWN WAY TO ROCK Burton Cummings. I'm reving up my engine. I'm like a seven forty seven. I'm a shiny lanky long and lean...and I'm lean. I'm reving up my engine baby.
Yeah. Karl Wolf. Culture Boy. Lady I. She's a maniac, maniac on the floor(on the floor). And she dancin' like she's never danced before(like a dancin' queen).