Estuans interius. Ira vehementi. Estuans interius. Ira vehementi. Sephiroth. Sephiroth. . Estuans interius. Ira vehementi. Estuans interius. Ira vehementi.
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.
On our first date, we met at the arcade. You played my dancing game. But we saw the moves you missed. And ooh-ed that mean o' guess. . We went to date number two.
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.
One less bell to answer. One less egg to fry. One less man to pick up after. I should be happy. . But all I do is cry. (Cry, cry, no more laughter). I should be happy.
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 mean when I said I was gonna. tear the f*cking streets up. and I was gonna do my thing. I'ma bout this paper. don't doubt me haters. I can only do me).
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'.
[Originally by Duran Duran]. . Came in from a rainy Thursday on the avenue. thought I heard you talking softly. I turned on the lights the TV and the radio.
And I bet you wonder why. I can't look you in the eye. When I see you sometimes at the show..... And I always wonder how. you can keep your head about.
Oliver Stone, Oliver Stone. You really love the movies. Oh what a night for dancing with the one you love. . Sunset hill, sunset hill. I really miss those parties.