If you are my friend we can drink in the afternoon. That's cool. If you are my friend you can clean my house if you want. Or only if we had a fight, yeah.
I'm all dressed up with nowhere to go. Feelin' the rhythm of casual love. I've always been such an anxious girl. Hurrying it up trying to rule the world.
Up the stairs, behind the door. She was sitting there crying. She smashed all the glasses on the mirror. Which was shattered all across the room. . She screamed so loud.
Can't admit you're wrong. You're wrong, you're wrong. . Part of me wants to see you dead, so. . Run. You better run. . No mater what you do, I'll find you.
Stuck in this hole, it's a part of me, never seen. I've been bad but never to this degree. All that you want is apologies, out of me. I don't care, it's over, you're killing me.
Music: Mikael Dahl - Lyrics: Mikael Dahl. . Lightning strikes on the wild raging sea,. the storm rules in the air. Roaring thunder in the burning horizon,.
[Music: Mikael Dahl o Lyrics: Mikael Dahl]. . Lightning strikes on the wild raging sea,. the storm rules in the air. Roaring thunder in the burning horizon,.
Mindless screams from the field of hate. Increase our panic as generals scheme. Mangled bodies emerge from the smoke. Unconsciously begging the night's downfall.
Smiling as he speaks of death. destroying lives unknown. Killing 'til his final breath. Protecting his fallen throne. . March of the chamber of gas. The line to end their lives.
A victim is chosen. His future awaits. Someone is watching. No one can tame. . Satisfied hunger. Hatred within. Can't go on longer. Internal conflict.
Right now you can't see the end. . Stoic in the midst of turmoil. Resigned to shrink away. Content to retreat. Content to hide in your safe place. . Protest the loss.
Gdje me vode ove rijeke. gdje su tvoje obale. da li su mi jos daleke. dal' su iste ostale. . Mene zovu daljine. al' jos ponekad vracam se. nosen dahom topline.
True you ride the finest horse. I've ever seen. Standing sixteen one or two. With eyes wide and green. You ride the horse so well. Hands light to the touch.
Cigarette smoke swerves I. Contemplate the circles of. Smoke rings that he blows. Contemplating you. Chained to his memory. Remain in this reverie. Chained to this memory.
When you're feeling like you're old and overthrown. Remember this, you are not alone. When you bite off more than you can chew. And at the end of your rope.
Well, at last time has come. Sundays, weekend. It's our turn and let's go. Got weary of waiting for. Let's drive at full speed. It's the thrill of the feel.
Lyrics:. Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh. Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh. Oh-Oh-Oh...Oh.. . VERSE 1: If I could, I'd pick you up and get us out of this. Just so I can see you smile and give you a kiss up on the lips..
when my life was empty. when my life was dead. the pain was taking over. and i wanted life to end. "it's time...to say.... goodbye...for good...". then one day God showed me.
"I hate you, it's your fault. my life's messed up. I don't care what you say,. my way's right.. where's your proof that. anarchy just won't work?". but Jesus Christ has the plan for you.
I dont know bout y'all man. but im ready to get my motherfuckin smoke on. I want some of dat green shit, hell yeah,. Let's burn, all the ghettos, hey wassup kid?.