Sweet sweet Loretta. You know I love you better. Than any one of those other guys. Who look at you with sparklin' eyes. . Sweet sweet Loretta. Our love will last forever.
You can dance every dance with the guy. who gives you the eye,let him hold you tight. You can smile every smile for the man. who held your hand 'neath the pale moonlight.
people made to feel guilty for the inequality. of a systme they played no part in creating. made to blame themselves for the shortcomings. of a society that makes it's description of success unattainable.
Our folks don't understand. the way that we feel. But, girl, when we're holding hands. I know that it's real. Just because our age. They won't take us seriously.
Just another punk kid growing up fast. Running down the street police on my back. Listened to the records, listen to the words. Realized I'd never be part of your world.
[Music: Harrington / Vander Ende]. [Lyrics: Esquivel]. . Step back and listen to what I say. Don't worry, put your trust in me. What to believe when your.
Shattered minds of weak decrepit souls. Distant signs of dark deception grows. Brought up to the shining of the light. Eternal forces corrupt your mind.
Look up to the sky, upon the cold and grey horizon,. the smell of death fills the air, as the fate of human kind is sealed,. nothing's won and nothing gained when everything you know is gone,.
Slayground - meets you !. . Born full of innocence, right from day one. Infancy our future, from violence they run. Caused by sickness that diseases this world.
Trapped inside four walls of fear. Distant signs of pain growing near. Love the torture, love the pain. Endless torture driving you insane. . Take the time to look.
the right to work for some else is self imposed slavery. a will degradation of ones self what kind of right is that. there is no way in hell! i will do this for the rest of my life.
I'm not afraid to show emotion. It's what I need to get me through. And I would swim across the ocean. A thousand miles to get to you. . Maybe I'm crazy but I.
I've seen your face somewhere before I swear. Could it be I've met you somewhere else. It's the way you turn and look at me. Your eyes are different but they're much the same.
Oh, this time is right, oh, but I'm wound too tight. Never keep, never sleep, never find all the time. That I need just to stay in line. Got to go, got to throw all the crap to the side.
I feel it, this tension inside of me. Pressure that's presently pushing down on me. The first time it starts with just you and I. Repeating myself but you don't hear me.
From the start. We swore that we'd never involve the heart. But time, time goes by. And I fall to pieces when you're not by my side. . Should have known better.
Hey, oh, well, it's my turn now. You've just lost your precious spot somehow. Me, I'll take it all away. No one ever dreamed you'd up and walk away. .
Oh this could really waken you. It could make you or just. break you down. It takes a certain kind of sickness. to stick around. . Fell apart in a bad dream,.
[Verse 1]. I've never heard the voice of God. I've found no trace of heaven either. Since I was spared in hell I repay the old chaplain that saved me.
My savior, this city,. My comfort, her pity. Or so I hoped.. My heartache, my hard luck,. My war time, my struggle. That no one knows.. . In the allys where I sleep.