I have been here such a long time, Ive had my share of life. Met so many people, a lot of joy and strife. Got memories from the old days, that made me carry on.
Did you ever see a bunch of groovy guys, hanging round in rhythms at night. We dont need excuses and no alibies, cause were feelin alright. . Every day living grabs you all day long, now and then its bringing you down.
Judge me for what I am. The bastards in life. Who don't pay for their sins. You wage nothing. You gain nothing. Everybody's down from here on in. . Heed my words hear me calling.
Confuse the way we all live life. We want the same pursue the prize. Our own way. Our own way. . Consuming time to run in place. Thoughts intertwined can't navigate and lose our way.
How many ways. Can we say our apology. God bless confess. And rejoice in acknowledging. The definition of truth hard to prove. Often lost rarely used with sincerity.
Canceled compassion, this our ignorance. Not everlasting much less eminent. Stay time heals everything. One more day to regret. One more day to regret.
(Spoken: My boyfriend won't be home for a couple of hours, so why don't you come over and lick my pussy). . Once a whore always a whore. I wanna hurt you, I wanna kill you.
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(ok, grunge-masters, here we go). . Everybody loves us. Everybody loves our town. That's why I'm thinking lately. The time for leaving is now. . Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Our time is coming. Here comes our time. Our time is now. This is our time. . They say that time is tight. Well, we're tight too. Yeah, we know just what we gotta do.
I feel unreal. I feel this every day. I steal to feel. And I steal your heart away. . You're next. And I sense. You're coming in the rain. To see you, me.
Running nightly. Through the streets of jacksonville. Seeking out swampy refuge. In some florida glade. Oh ain't no refuge. In the everglades, my friend.
She rolled up from the bar with kahlua and cream. Parked her wheel chair by the karaeoke machine. Closed her eyes and sang "dancing queen". She sang the ship out of "dancing queen".
Like a worm boring through cinders and rock and ash I think I need a broom. To sweep away the day cleanse us of the shame were in Im in. . Like a stray with the mange runs and lies and man I think I need to bathe to wash away the day.
Pack up my shit I'm on the road like Kerouac. (Whoo). Found tranquility in the cover that holds me. (Down, down). People I've query, I'm always on the move.
Oh Baby. du hast mir mein Herz geklaut. . nur Götter oder Engel sind so wie du gebaut.. Oh Baby. komm schenk' mir diesen Tanz. . ich laß' mich gern verführen von deiner Eleganz..
Ich will mich nicht verändern. Um dir zu imponieren. Nicht den ganzen Abend. Probleme diskutieren. Aber eines gebe ich zu. Das was ich will bist du!. .
Ich will mich nicht verändern. Um dir zu imponieren. Nicht den ganzen Abend. Probleme diskutieren. Aber eines gebe ich zu. Das was ich will bist du!. .
Ich will mich nicht verändern. Um dir zu imponieren. Nicht den ganzen Abend. Probleme diskutieren. Aber eines gebe ich zu. Das was ich will bist du!. .