She dries her tears by candle light. She seems to be here every night. Shes just that great. Yea, shell be ok, shes alright. Picking up the pieces of her broken heart.
Well don't you know I need a little indulgence?. Well listen to the hunter becoming hunted. Every day there's a million advances. Don't be too forceful you'll ruin your chances.
Accept the laws of destiny, mirage of a twisted fantasy. To realise what came before, was just the passing of a cause. So with rapture burning, indignation churning.
Gods above, beneath, behind. And we'll walk the path of fire. With trees and night above. Mounting silence. . And my thoughts fall like tears. Forever and ever, falling with you.
Find your wasteland sharp and cold. beyond the doors of fear and love.. Seek the rose - her tiny leaves - climbing up the walls.. Even her life is taken by winter's night..
I was crawlin' on the way home that morning. I was shot down and tired, you were strong and high. Just when I thought it was over, when I thought I might win.
In the moonlight I felt your heart. quiver like a bow string's pulse. in the moon's pale light. you looked at me. Nobody knows your heart. when the sun has gone I see you.
In front of my eyes, blinded by tears. I feel that time is passing by. Under lights that hurt my body. Hurt my soul and end my life. . Covered by flowers, violet and red.
Everything started with a bullet. bursting out my head.. The wind blowing with anger,. sunshine can't warm me,. an intense cold runs through my spine..
Based on the true story of the maniac Carlos Lippel 1946-1977. . Screams of agony. Echoing all corners. The torment of a cursed and. Distorted soul. .
beat me, whip me, suck me. seal the pact of cum. when she starts to suck. I feel my bloody boiling. her tongue in constant moving. my pistol intensely pumping.
Yeah. Okay. Uh. . You see a woman got to do what a woman got to do. If your man keep on trippin' then you need to cut him. loose. Ain't nothin' he could do for you that he can't do.
How I long to be like a child again. Nothing to win. Enjoying You enjoying me. Yesterday is gone. Life won't stay the same. How I have changed. But You are and always will be.
It was a late-in-the-summer night. Nearing the end of a bumpy ride. Through the backstage parking lots of the country. We went past the cars at the fray.
We are like pendulums. Our arms swinging at our sides. And I am a good little clock. Walking along power lines. . I'm thinking like a swinging door. Hinging on these changing thoughts.
My love -. The morn' is dawning. And we have to say farewell.. I have to cross the ocean -. Love you more than spoken words tell.. Pas Pleurer - Pas Pleurer.
All that I wanted today was to be let out. And I'm so tired of these cages. I'd like to burn them all down.. . Why can't you separate your mind?. Why can't you separate your mind?.
Intro:. What if this music stuff don't work out?. Then what?.... You gotta have a Plan B.. What's your Plan B, man?. . Do you really know how hard it is to "MAKE IT"?.
I feel her smooth skin slightly. brush against the back side of my arm.. . I need the song started over. Your crying made me miss my favorite part.. .
Oh Penelope. Are you filled with air. Swallowed oxygen. That makes you float up?. Its a travesty. Will your lungs swell?. Its depressing me. To see you struggle.