I'm undecided about you again. Mightn't it be right that you're not here. It's double sided 'cause I ruined it all. But also saved myself. by never believing you dear.
I'm undecided about you again. Mightn't be right that you're not here. It's double sided 'cause I ruined it all. But also saved myself. by never believing you dear.
There's a wild thing in the wool shed and it's keeping me awake at night. A devil in the closet and a feeling I'd prefer to hide. He is religion, he won't hear me when I cry for help.
Out of control. Sometimes it feels like you're a mess. A stranger in this world. Where perfection seems to steal everyone's soul And people live in loneliness.
Never tell your friends. Theyll never understand. Confessions only burn themselves in the fire. . Choke on every word. That no ones ever heard. Your sentimental thoughts are strangled and tired.
I. . So what if I don't know the next place. My mind supposed to go. No direction, no try. On paper, I am barely alive. . No answer 'cause there's no call.
Restless tonight. 'Cause I wasted the light. Between both these times. I drew a really thin line. . Its nothing I planned. And not that I can. But you should be mine.
The obvious heart has come to collect. 'Cause it tore apart like a tortured insect. The obvious heart waits here to heal. And balances out a subtle reveal.
Of the night. Sleeping days. One more fight and there'll be. Nothing to save. Oh nothing to save. Wish you were there for. Or that you cared for. It's all make believe to someone.
If you, you are the bolts that are making the Earth spin. Then I have failed to embrace the touch of my own skin. . So please, please make me love. To be better than this machine has grown to be.
Would you change this all if you'd had your say?. (Waking up in darkness must have been hard). Finding all those moments burned into reminisce. (Desperately you crawl and ask yourself).
The night, the day, the dawn of dead. Rising from the ground. It's time to see the reckoning. . You never had it all this cash. Or country of your own.
In Germany- They blamed the illegal aliens. They blamed the homosexuals. They blamed the racial minorities. They blamed the nomads and the homeless. In Germany- They built too many prisons.
(Lyrics, Music: Leitch, Triano, Peterson). A little child with larger eyes making faces from the clouds above. so simple in so many different ways. Mom and dad would fix his hair before he went outside to play.
One More Time. . ( Uncut - White Riot: A Tribute To The Clash Volume 1 ). . Must I get a witness? for all this misery. There's no need to, brothers everybody can see.
Oh sweet woods. . I was in tahoe, on the california side. Waiting in the lobby at 665 1/2 frontage road. When two extra-blond, short-sleeve, button-down.
Out of order. Keeping quarters. Out of order. Keeping quarters. . Yes, indeed, it's time to rearrange. What not is normal in my life used to be so strange.
I've had my share of heartache. I've felt the sting of pain. From standing out in the desert. Praying for rain. . I've seen my lonely teardrops. Fall down my lonely face.
What can I say to you. To make you understand. All the things I do. And the way they fit in the Master's plan. . What can I say to you. To make you not ask why.
One of these days I'm gonna fly over the mountain. One of these days I'm gonna ride on the silver linin'. One of these days I'm gonna witness all I've been missin'.