Put your body in it. Put your body in it. Put your body in it. Put your body in it. . Put your body in it. Put your body in it. Put your body in it. .
You know goddamn well that nigga you with ain't shit (Check). Yo nigga not lovin' you right. You know goddamn well that nigga you with ain't shit (Check).
Biatch,. What cha want to do?. What cha want to do?. We're the Legion of Doom.. We're the Legion of Doom.. We're the Legion of Doom.. . Fourteen seventy-two is the same cut throat and locks,.
Da ist nochwas tief in mir drin. ein Schatten im Verstand. es ist wie ein Teil von mir. es hat mich in der Hand. Gedanken werden Frchte. die verdorben sind.
I started working at the second hand. I thought it would make me more colorful. I saw the world as a stitch and patch. I saw the sky as torn grey wool.
A beloved name inside my heart. A fleeting glance became the start. A missing word I am still awaiting. A wretched deception, I am creating.
Let's put the O back in country. . Well I'm rollin' like a freight train. Comin' straight at you. Playing hillbilly music like I was born to do. You know that ain't country music you been listenin' to.
I forgot to thank you for the blood you shed,. And your obligatory contribution to the community.. Are you just dense or so fuckin' inbred. You think that all is forgiven and all is forgotten?.
As often as always. Evolution comes crawling from the sea. Alive with the urgency like suicide, like suicide. Convinced the grass is greener on dry earth.
A Portrait of Jennie. More precious to me. Than a masterpiece how ever famous it be. . The portrait of Jennie. Is etched on my heart. Where her features have been sketched from the start.
PAPER ROSES. Anita Bryant/Marie Osmond. . I realize the way your eyes deceived me. With tender looks that I mistook for love. So take away the flowers that you gave me.
In an angel's eye. Where the shadows meet. In the pale moonlight. In a scarlet dream. Did you know too much?. How it's so unreal. To your final breath?.
I love you. Yeah. Babe, I love you so. I want you to know. That I'm going to miss your love. The minute you walk out that door. . So please don't go. Don't go.
How would it feel. The camera is kissing me. The telephone'll make you real. In sync and hours of sympathy. The wind is out but you can't feel. But you can lie, lie, lie, lie.