I waked in a mist the landscape changing in vision is it. I who watches this or is it some other mind is this a dream. I cannot tell or some lost station of hell the dampness clings to my hair.
I lose with you. I win with you. We have a different view. Voices that I listen to. Have told me that it isn't true. Fast-forward to a broken mind. that doesn't stop with open eyes.
Yeah, mmm, yeah. She's just minding her own business. Come on, ooh. . She wandered by, taking her time. She'd stop to window shop. Saw his reflection in the glass.
You know, you know it's true. Everything I told you. So stop your crying. now. . Get up, get up come on. We don't have all night long. Perfect I will.
There were tears in the eyes of Jesus there were nails in the palms of his hands. There were thorns in his brow and only God could know how. Much pain he could withstand.
We sat up talking right on through the night. And the day had just begun. Then you said let's take a walk outside. And watch the rising of the sun. . And over my head there was.
When it's over. God knows as well as we did. When we pack up. Stack up what's her's and what's his. . When we make up. The stories to cover up the shame.
It looked so good from the outside, I couldn't wait to join the crowd. It all looked different on the inside. It must have been my imagination. I felt so sure that was where I wanted to be.
Well, you might be a pauper or you might be a prince. You might have great wisdom or only common sense. You might be rich and famous or a complete unknown.
(Oh, baby mine). I get so lonely. When I dream about you. (Dream). . (Cant). Can't do without you. (Thats why). That's why I dream about you. . If I could only put my.
I? m the official historian on Shirley Jean Berrell. I? ve know her since God only knows and I won? t tell. I caught her the first time she stumbled and fell.
[Incomprehensible]. . You sold yourself. You sold yourself. You sold your soul. You make your hell. . Cross this line. You waste away. Steal and cheat.
If we gain by severance. We gain most of all. Annihilate your kindness. Twisting those involved. . Scenes of revolution. Scenes of your destruction. We are desolation.
Undead, undead, undead, undead. . Otsego, Otsego, Otsego, Otsego go. Otsego, Otsego, Otsego, Otsego go. . Strenghtening, shroud of night. Waiting weak for taste of blood.
Evil inside. Leave death behind. Into the night. Otsego life. . Evil inside. Leave death behind. Into the night. Otsego life. . Holy shit, start to run, look out fuckers, here he comes.
Langeweile besuft sich meilenweit. ich zhl die Ringe an meiner Hand. dort drauen alles dreht sich. still um nichts herum und ich male. Deine Schatten an jede Wand.