You can ignore me but the more you do. The more I'll keep on getting up so it's understood. I've come a long way to tell the tale. For this life is truly meant for living, and not for rent or sale.
Trembling from the moment. Reaching for the red. Amber orange miscreants. To lead me where I've led. Your soul was filled with laughter. I saw it in your eyes.
By Icehouse. Over The Line. -------------. Iva Davies. -------------. you wander alone. on your way down the same old road. stand at the corner. watch as the world goes by.
Here in this empty room, the memories will remain. You may never learn, you make the same mistakes again. . One by one...You count them one by one....
Out on the highway, where does it go? Don't think I really care now. And I just know, I don't need you now, does it matter going nowhere. Well I said to myself, I got to leave her, far behind but.
Feel like somethings always been wrong. Love of life is hitting way too strong. May be we were born too late. May be not born at all. . Let's try and cure your latest pains.
Clutch to anything that might hold me down, when there's no final push and shove we'll all see you underground.. This is all we work for? Because this is all I see. No magic. No happy ending..
Now I saw you standing tall. Head to the wind like an ocean breeze, but calm. Waiting there for walls to come up on both sides of you and fall. . I've been hoping and noticed I'm lost in a sea, unfocused..
Old man, you were young then. Had so much love that. You traded for gradient things. So I walked up to your red door. And I could not see a reflection of me.
She's so smart today. She thought she could be right here again, but. She can only see, what she's afraid to see. She's now scared.... . She says, I, I can't please myself.
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killing is the way to salvation. smiling at them until the dark. she won't sell your ass up the river. shouting out, "hey man, keep your freaking shirt on!".
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