Paraplegic man. Just let me take your hand. I'll drag you through the sand. My friends are all laughing with me. You useless piece of shit. How can you cope with it.
Paraplegic man. Just let me take your hand. I'll drag you through the sand. My friends are all laughing with me. . You useless piece of shit. How can you cope with it.
Pain Of Pleasure / Virtues Of Vice. . Your sweet soul comforts me. Your eyes show the desires of a whore. To touch your flesh on my skin. To feel the heat that you bring.
[Man:]. Our evolving existence. Is the wording of our endless strife. . [Matter:]. (silence). . [Man:]. I'm built by you, but you live only through me.
Här i vårens och naturens sköte. Dit jeg flytt från stadens kvalm och tvång. Här jeg stämt med dig, min lyra, möte. Här du äter klinga må, min sång!. Flora blomsterprydda spiran sträcker.
When the rain becomes your welcome. When the stars refuse to shine. When the lonely nights are calling. I won't lose myself in why. Do you remember Polly?.
Who would have thought. That in an instant. My future would be gone. . And in its place. Just painful memories. And a million damning gazes. . What could I have done?.
Who'd expect we would meet at the grocery store?. We haven't spent time that often. Between two corners, we exchanged our numbers. And I called you as I was leavin'.
In this world of desire with lots of liars. I hate my Aimless life. . Tell me the reason , everyones gone higher. Left me way down in dust. . And i keep doubting as they keep on spitting.
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[Lyrics: Urteaga Music: Davis]. . Manipulation - by the hands of oppression that grab a hold. They have no choice but to die. 1000 years of pain - their sentence penned in blood.
Kautta verkalieden, kautta kden kuolleen miehen. Kautta vkijuomain, kautta kaksihaarakielten. . Kautta kaunotarten, kautta pitsipllyshelmojen. Kautta tyden talon, kuljen luokse vastavalon.
(videodrone). . Dirt and grease. The seductive sin. Green tattoos, hands all over. Life starts over again. . The cement floor. The garage door. Screwdrivers, fingers inside her.
You roll with the sick dog. We come with a sick dog song. You big, what the fuck they think you're live. But you're dead wrong. . You run for the six eye.
Potato 2, potato 3, potato 4. 5 potato, 6 potato, 7 potato, more. . Better run and hide if they're searching for you. Can you get home without them catching you?.
The clouds piled up high. The periwinkle sky. And the water soft and brown. . It looks like you could walk on it. Yeah, it looks like you could walk on it.
I'm proud to be ignorant. I never listen to a word that you say. Because if I did I'd have to learn something new and then. uh .... that might make me feel uncomfortable..
I build a maze around myself. construct a force field. pay no attention. to the man behind the curtain. I wouldn't want you to think that I'm weak. can't let you see that I'm afraid.
We've got money, power and hundred story towers. greedy politicians when they see us start to cower. third world sweatshop workers making fifteen cents an.