NOMAD. Holy, lord you lead me. Heavy vibration, traveler. Soul becoming. Circle round the sun. And I'm gone, moving,. Down that open road, Lionize. And eye the prize.
Come on take a ride with us on crystal ships we'll check out the system. We'll ride our high to other sides and not deny we've got and addiction. To these rhythms.
High, fiddle high, fiddle low, fiddle low. There's a ghost bound in my soul. High, fiddle high, fiddle low, fiddle low. There's a [Incomprehensible]. .
The demons of my past have crept. Under the cover of the night. Waiting to snatch me from my bed. Into the place where they abide.. I'm dreaming and the dream is dark..
always wearing the same underwear all the way through you saying with you effort you have made it through. shapeless woman with shapeless figure and when you are together we can see all the features when you talk of counting figures.
we are living a life full of circumstances that come through a lot of instances. hated because i will make my own money or doz for i will be awake and never doze.
You and I we belong here. Wee been livin?here. For a long time. We have a right to have them serve. We have a right to know what going on. We have a right to have them show the way they feel.
You and I we belong here. We've been livin? here. For a long time. We have a right to have them serve. We have a right to know what's going on. We have a right to have them show the way they feel.
Three years in May, since I woke up. And you opened up to me. A year and two months now since we broke up. But you were holding on for me. . Every now and then I think.
Muscat/muscat/muscat/parde. . When did it get so hard to pick up the phone?. We were never like that, never baby. When did it get so hard for you to come around?.
Intro: Mix talks while The Star Spangled Banner plays in the background. . Huey B. Newton shot in cold blood in west Oakland. Oliver North receives community service hours.
(*breathing noises mixed with a dog barking*). . (*"bow wow" - repeated*). Kitty cat, kitty cat, run, run, run .... Kitty cat, kitty cat, run, run, run ....
[Chorus - Bruno Mars]. Beautiful girls all over the world, I could be chasing. But my time would be wasted, they got nothing on you, baby. Nothing on you, baby.
Never say never. Never ever, never, never ever, never ever. See I never thought that I could walk through fire. I never thought that I could take the burn.
Picture perfect memories. Scattered all around the floor. Reaching for the phone 'cause. I can't fight it anymore. . And I wonder if I. Ever cross your mind.
Now we started from. A background thing find diffusing. If I'm not on. I'll make this home. . Back loose this faceless trip you'll induce that face all around.
[Sinner]. . Ow!. . Good girls, whippin' to the music. Freaky girls, listen to me. Bad girls are here for the rockers. Bad guys ... feel the heat. . No place ... is free tonight in heaven.
In this crazy world. You've proofed that you are mine. You know the passion, that would lead us blind. I took a look, you're safe with me. . You noticed something that was more than real.