your bible is nothing more than fiction. priests are practicing crucifixion. there's something i will say to you. those fucking stories are still not true.
A world of trouble, betrayal and deceit. Hiding in the shadows, there's terror in the streets. It came without warning, no one heard the call. Dark clouds are falling, the black rain will fall.
I could never understand the meaning of our lives. Just at the moment when we let it slip away. Turning back the pages like a chapter. In a book filled with pain.
i've never felt this way. my dying love is surpassing. these memories bleed through and remain. you took me as a joke. like a plastic toy. but i won't break.
Let's take a break from this. So you can quickly start with that. If I could show you how would I feel right now. Maybe it's jealousy, maybe it's me knowing.
Ripe. You like your man ripe. I like mine still growin. Call and we will say. We want it all our way, no way. Theres so much left to learn, up above, taking turns.
Its been a while since we let go. I ease my way out to a tight rope. passed a few guarantees. and dropped it down to new degree. . do you ever get to push when you pull outside.
One child, he follow the sound, to a far away place, lonely old town, chasing your dream. Guitar on your back, fire in your heart, you live like a rebel, you know what you want.
Saw her first time on the boulevard. Standing by the kiosk playing lottery cards. Bubblegum smile. Head cannistors on. Bobbing her head to her favourite song.
Saw her first time on the boulevard. Standing by the kiosk playing lottery cards. Bubblegum smile. Head cannistors on. Bobbing her head to her favourite song.
Up in the club 'bout to get it started. Bottles all around you can get 'em poppin'. Do your thang you ain't gotta worry about me, me, me. Imma do me on a hunt to three.
Up in the club 'bout to get it started. Bottles all around you can get 'em poppin'. Do your thang you ain't gotta worry about me, me, me. Imma do me on a hunt to three.
The pleasure - what cost. Craxi - what cost. All right. Club now kiss the strobe light. Club now 98 99. I can dig it. What ever. I can dig it. Yeah club now music lover.
I was wondering if I could take you off somewhere. Me and you alone. Doing things we probably not supposed to. I wanna get close to you. . And then grab the both of your hands, put them round my waist.
(green/lincoln). . His love is a very easy love. His hate is a very awkward hate. And his kiss is a comforting blow. His fight is just a fashionable show.
(green/lincoln). . Everyday, just a little bit closer. Everyday, just a little bit harder. Everyday, just a little bit stronger. Everyday, gives me a reason.
(k. green, b. lincoln, j. nau). . So cold. So scared. You seem so far. I'll never ever leave you here. . John nau - keys, and other beautiful noises. Kat green - vocals.
This kind of love is hard to find. I never got to you by being kind. If I'm the one to throw you overboard. At least I showed you how to swim for shore.
I used to see the world in black and white. Now I find myself lost in a fog of gray. I thought the good guys always won the fight. But I've learned life simply doesn't work that way.
Because I always feel like running. Not away, because there is no such place. Because, if there was I would have found it by now. Because it's easier to run,.