You'll know when the best of what you're gonna get is in front of you.. You'll throw it away for something else that you might do.. Big shoes are fillable but still you run away when you're scared.
I grew up wholesome, middle class, Mid-west. The 4.8.1.9.7. is where my folks rest. I'm always on trial for the crime of the day. And always on line when they're passing out blame. Me and The Veteran, we know it too well, you'll never be free if you try to sell yourself as innocent. I'm not ignorant. I know your into it. I'm gonna take the fall for this shit that goes on, and take the break because my back is strong but bending. I can see it ending. Hold up, wait a minute. Whatcha gonna do when the south falls? Where you gonna go when we're climbin' your walls, not breakin' nothing down cause we want you to see what you done in the past, who's winning at last, who's running fast, now who's the bad ass?.
It's true. We're all a little insane. But it's so clear. Now that I'm unchained. . Fear is only in our minds. Taking over all the time. Fear is only in our minds.
Well here is me on tragedy. I always want what's out of reach. She pulls dyed black hair back and sighs. Fuck that night out with the guys. I never get a word in with them, anyway..
The Sunset Strip bitch. Sunset Strip bitch. Sunset Strip bitch. Yeah, yeah. . He reads women's magazines. Swears the truth doesn't phase him. And he knows the hottest bras for fall.
Lay off the coffee & the kofta & the coughing. Lay off the means to the ends. And mean what you say more often. Lay off the, laying off the smiling, the trying.
Soffocate from lack of stimulation. Television time.. Gonna break with every bead of sweat,. My heart rate seems to climb.. My friend and I stick to the tired couches,.
I was named for a saint, 1978. It seems a little bit ironic, but I don't think too much on it. 'cause I'm too busy makin' pay, 24 in a day. And if you fall into temptation it could be a bad vibration.
Cheap shot hocked straight to the ear drum. Is it some sick sign of affection?. Violated and singed with deceit. Disgust from my head to my hands to my feet.
Saturday night burns. A redness on my face. I tasted you. You tasted me. . You were never my taste. Now left alone. With precious thoughts of half - assed half an hour stops.
Sandy, sandy, fishnets, fishnets. Washed up on the shore,. What's she catching?. And will she be sore?. . Sandy was the prettiest of all,. She talked French,.
Maybe we could stand on better ground. Maybe we could turn this shit around. And maybe you could take back what you did. And maybe you could make un-love with him..
Life is torture everyday. Someone make it go away. Can't figure out, what is causing it now. Seems impossible to stop the pain. . Losing control, on the way down, must be at the end.
I sledgehammered myself into. A lonely point of my room.. Well, it's damp in the walls,. Like it's never ever known.. I stay indoors and breathe in spores.
Give us something, anything to keep us at ease. the feeling in our minds is lost.. I'm afraid you're wrong. and these days are getting longer.. This is something I know we can't stop..
Meg was trying her luck. on the slots at the truck stop off Exit 23. And she was tired of running out. She kept thinking, where's this highway gonna end for me?.
are you the ostrich that buries its head in the sand?. are you Custer making his last stand?. are you the hunter or the hunted in a chase?. tell me whats the weather like in outer space?.
He's got the action. He's got the Burning Hand. He's got the master plan. And he'll hire a train to take his mortal remains away. And leave a calling card.
"All aboard" cleopatra purrs... Among pens and swords, the gun's mightier. A mane of gold like a flame from a skull. Upon the wings of an angel. We'll leave this hellhole.
And I've been putting it about. Step right up, step right up. I'm giving it away. My body was a temple, now. It's lying in ruins and-. . I crave your saviour.