In the blackest of light. You try to sell the sooth, you try to turn me on. And undercover at night. In times of ill refute they play a distant song. When there's a sudden surprise.
I see a red door and I want it painted black. No colors anymore, I want them to turn black. I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes. I have to turn my head until my darkness goes.
I know your bad for me. It makes me want you more. I will do anything. Cause I'm your filthy whore.. You keep me down. And i cant face the day. You keep me bound.
Keep talking shit. Your words so worthless. So full of it. You're dead I promise. My character assassinated. I see pale blue. Pale blue through you. .
I am electric heroin. I m your silent scream. I am the pill. They use to fill. Your suicide machine. . Only for you. Only for you. . I am a digital circus freak.
Pretty, pretty, she looks so needy. Shes calm in the face. But shes never forgetting every other time Ive been. Angry, raging, clenched up hands. But I know better than to mix you in my.
Paint the lines on perfect eyes. That circle the object. Of my sincere affection. My undivided attention. . Lie where you won't see. Yourself in that way.
Don't you know it is hard to let go. From the world where you've grown?. Don't you know it is hard to let go. From the world where you've grown?. . Don't you know it is hard to let go.
Nothin' is real when you're talkin'. I don't believe what I'm watchin'. Shelter me 'til it's over. Of what you wanna believe, hey, hey. . I'm afraid of what I see and.
This is the time to make things right. But I can't go on. And all these people with their lives so stable. They're in denial, hit the ground but in style today.
I'm proud to be a Canadian. Pass me another beer. I'm proud to be a Canadian. Hold my seat while i take a piss. . Our prime minister sucks dogshit through his nose.
Maybe her eyes will shine tonight. maybe she'll dress up and look as good as ever. I wish I lit the match that burns in your eyes. I wish I sparked the fire that warms your heart.
So I tip my glass, and I bid farewell, with this open scar, and this band aid on my chest, and my heart's in a baggage claim, and my head feels light from bleeding, it's the thinning of my soul, and how it pours itself on you.
Here I am again and I've been waiting. I took my time and now I'm contemplating what to say to you, I don't know what to do. As you stand there my heart it starts to tear.
DAVID WILCOX. BREAKFAST AT THE CIRCUS 1987. PUSH PUSH PUSH. . Into the struggle we're born. Some people call it a rat race. Blind ambition all over his face.
I respect what you can do. But I'd say the same about a gun. Depends which side of you they see. Some feel safe and some will run. . There's so much fight you keep in store.
My name is David Wilcox. I am the high sheriff of Hell. My name is David Wilcox. I am the high sheriff of Hell. And where I go when I die nobody can tell.
Stop drinkin' coffee. Start drinkin' tea. This life I'm living. Is gonna be the death of me. I believe in miracles and. I believe in love. Freedom first for all concerned.
How good would it feel to be needed by me. To watch me put you first, time after time?. How good would it feel to know that I cannot. I cannot in fact live without you.