Prisoners are guided through the golden halls of the palace of the souls.. Fairytales that have lost their gruesome origin by being handed down from. generation to generation..
I put on my raincoat to make it rain. and sure enough the skies opened up again. I dreamed of you as I walked to the shops. You were dancing with the wallies on Top Of The Pops.
I can't read your semaphore. You're too far away. Your signal's fallen down. I can't trace you. Your outline has been erased now. I don't want to stand around here anymore.
The Reverend Mother went and got me a drink. She came back and said to me "Well what do you think". I said "I've made myself a fool. For the naughtiest girl in school".
Maragrita there's a lot of love leaking,. What a thing to waste.. Margarita would you come and liberate me,. Take me away from this place?. It's here, but it's unclear,.
feline. i hope you're lying. cause if these things come so easy. then why am i trying. so hard. i thought it best. to let it simmer. then deliver. pour the facts and feelings.
movie clock star. i bet you go far. if they let you. your actions really make you seem. like everything's clean cut. you're just. so hard to see (through).
action: gravity gives it away. (and proximity). and when you add electricity. a motion light give it away. everyone watches as. i do it again. rain and even sliding glass.
dulcet earful. i dance. loud lull and. my chance. i took the reigns and. resustained but. lost my eyes in. victorian hazel. forget it. calibrate. and red tag.
this is what you made it. you can't separate it. you can't segregate yourself. from everyone else. . open. cover your eyes. come on cover your eyes. the light will slow and rise.
Verse 1:. You used to be a friend. And I know how that feels. Your relationships. Keep falling apart. . We all lie. All our lives. We all lie. . Chorus:.
Me gusta tomarte la mano entrando al cine. Presumir tu belleza con lo natural de tu ser. Con tan poca pintura luces tu hermosura y con ella tu piel. .
Build another mansion on an old abandoned castle. The rich get killed and the middle class prevail. Some saint pre sold our tickets to a front row seat in hell.
Sitting underneath the apple tree. I'm wiping all the dirt right off my knees. But, I don't mind. . Mr. deer is looking down at me. He says I've lost all of my dignity.
My stepson has a gun. He shows me who's number one. He's aware of my welfare. He tells me he doesn't care. . He never listened to me. He turned his mom against me.
If I had to start again. Where would I begin. Would I even want to try. I never like to look back. Because it throws me off track. And then I try to run and hide.
Sometimes I think I want to run. Back to the place that I came from. . And I am trying to think. Why am I the missing link?. And I am trying to think. . ..
Hang out backstage to be seen. 30 years old and a teen. Everyone wants to talk to me, they all give the look. I can get any chick I want 'cause I really cook.
Now all I need. Is some misunderstanding. It brings comfort on the days that I feel plain. My hate eclipses love. That I give to everyone. As they watch me force my life down the drain.
[Verse 1]. Do you want to. Ride in a big limousine?. Tell me do you want to. Take a little bite of the fame machine?. If you wanna be discovered. And end up on the cover've every star-studded supermarket magazine.