come on. i can't stand the temptation. you got me on the road to babylon. i've been trying to resist you. but now i can't go on. . maybe i could run, maybe i could hide.
Hey, we're back tonight. We've been down this road so many times. The streets ain't always paid with gold. . Gotta' give it one more try and walk that extra mile.
When the world is wearing me down. And the wind is throwing its weight around. So cold, it blows right through me. . I need your love. I sure could use your love.
Riverbed. I'll lay my head upon your pillow. And watch the waves go flowing by. Riverbed. Underneath the weeping willow. I'll sleep until the sunlight fills the sky.
Caught in the middle. Of a daydream of you. We're lost in this riddle. Where they keep the answers up above. . There's a reason for our love. There's a reason for our love.
Well, you walked in and knocked me right out of my seat. How could a pretty little boy make such a fool out of me. Oh, you better run for cover, you better get on your knees.
I'm rememberin' them days now. 10 pack up on the Greyhound. I'ma get it any way now. Fuck whoever in the way now.
Been a million years I'm going by. And I've been going down. And the same old fears of being alone. And keep on coming around. . So I'll take my time, keep it to myself.
There ain't no mystery here. We just try to get by. No use in having a plan. They'll only cut up you sky. You can't open their eyes. Once you give in to the lie.
The imaginary line that we don't dare cross. That innocent side that might be lost. That dangerous beast that lies inside. That public cry, that never knowing.
He slips into the room with the broken mirrors. Trying to make the voices in his head disappear. He crashes to the floor, his head in his hands. Trying to recover from his mother's demands.
I've been dragged through the mud. Told I ain't enough. Done a lot of hard livin' in a world that's sometimes cold. I been pitched and taken in. My future's looking grim.
I've been dragged through the mud. Told I ain't enough. Done a lot of hard livin' in a world that's sometimes cold. I been pitched and taken in. My future's looking grim.
I want to rescue you. Fill all the empty spaces that you're falling through. Hold you up when your skies turn gray. Stand by you no matter what they say.
Bad blood stirring in the boiling pot. Finger on the trigger of a gun. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. It's an old web being spun. Born from the seeds of anger and hatred.
Out on the wing of another life. Reaching to raise up before you climb. Think you've got it made, I don't know why. Sooner or later, you're gonna fly.
I clutched at the broken strings. As you let go of me. And in my darkest hour. I never thought you'd set me free. And now that you've gone beyond. You think I don't belong.
Rollercoasters and ferris wheels. You like how it feels. Round and round till you lose yourself in the air. . All those complicated deals. Your desperate appeals.
Deja que te tome ese recuerdo prestado. Deja que lo cuente yo como si ya fuera mío. Deja que lo diga yo, casi casi lo he vivido. Deja que te tome ese recuerdo prestado.
By the rivers of Babylon. Where I sat down. There I wept. When I remembered Zion. . There on the poplars. I broke my guitar. Because my tormentors required songs.