There are many things that rhyme. In this short time. I know a few. But can't think of any, can you?. I need to be inspired. Or am I just tired?. So the problem is there.
No pizza has arrived. And i am so hungry. I rang up at 6:25. For a delivery. Even though i could. Have gone out. I can't be arsed tonoight. It reminds me that i'm so fat.
An jedem Tag in jedem Jahr, erscheint die Welt so wunderbar. nur Euphorie und Illusion, berausche deinen Geist daran. an dem Gedanken an die Zeit, die dir nach dem Tode bleibt.
I tell you hes a private man. In a public circumstance. Hes eying off an old door frame. Looking for a drastic change. . Its such a shame this has to end.
By now you know that I never arrived. I was too tired to move. I was gonna invent an elaborate excuse. But I'm tired of them too. . Little pockets of air in the atmosphere.
When you are set to throw in your hand. When you are far from home. When what you believe is buried in your hands. When you feel outgrown. . I'll be the one to pick you up again.
Caged. You hold so tight, until your knuckles show. Escape. As far away as you could ever know. . You sink them all down. And watch them float up. Until the wheel has spun around.
I found it difficult. To be a storytelling failure. For all those years. Living was a challenge. That caught me so off-balance. And passed me by. . Repeatedly, I stared my future in the face.
Dude What Happened Last night...?. . Lightening Strikes Me Down. I'm On my knees. I can't write it out. . But I'll show you what I mean. and the words they will drip down your cheeks.
[Words and Music - Williams]. . [Solo (Martongelli)]. . A feeling deep within. A memory of how we used to be. I see it in your eyes. And I know you feel the same way too.
PortAventura Music Generation. PortAventura Music Generation. . Todo el mundo sigue el ritmo y va. Y la noche ya se encender en un fuego que te envolver.
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The bloodless toil, the endless foil. You'll never see your home again. Every time you dial that phone. It rings like it's got no end. . Life, what precious moments.
Now, now is the time, time to reckon. Time to beckon, be surprised. Like a letter I just sent it please return it. Just forget it. . When we live the life we live.
Once I had money but now I'm so far from home. Once I was loved by a woman but now there's nothing but cold stone. I was hard, man but what was there to understand?.
I'm just not sure of where to stand. But I don't need to have a sense of judgement. I don't need everything if you don't know. (You're a bird that's bound together).
Paint me lifeless gray. For I have lost a friend today. To desperate selfishness. And so I will regress. . To something more disturbing. Than all my words can say.
Understanding nothing can be so comforting. But understanding you is like biology. You lay there on the bathroom floor. I hold you in my hand and don't be shy.
Welcome to your funeral. You life has just begun. Lie in the hearse. Into the morgue. Where the dead unite as one. . Into the shrine you fall. Hear the dead, they call.