Going for broke in a film noir smile. Know it's hard to your easy start. You don't let the clicks or injustice get you down. There's more to find than what you pick up.
Ayy tell the waitress imma need a hundred fuckin bottles.. Tonight we standin on the couch, we here standin on the couch, we here standin on the couch whole click with us bottles in the air fuck your cash niggas. Standing on the couch pouring liquer on the floor and when we outta champagne I'll get some more. Where that patron platinum? lets take a shot she loves me, she loves me not..
Drink by drink, I think, I'm thinkin'. Why not train with me this week-end?. And I can't walk and I can't dance. Give me a smile and then take off your pants.
You remember your first kiss?. Well how can I forget?. My hand still shivers. from the very thought of it. . Well sometimes I almost regret it. like I regret my regrets.
It's a young Friday night. And I'm filled up to the brim. With an old, old feeling. That can't be turned into. Maybe a letter of resignation. If you frame it.
There's word on the street about her. A nasty rumour. You look up her name on the party last night. You'll find her with another lover. But there is no lover.
Shirin Shirin Shirin Shirin. Shirin Shirin Shirin Shirin. . When Shirin cuts my hair. It's like a love affair. Let those locks fall to the ground. Or let them stay there.
Sometimes I get a good feeling. I get a feeling that I never, never had before. And I got to tell you right now. I believe, I really do believe that. .
She mixes you up and makes you come down. And I'm gone enough to fall for that now. She's only cool tonight and I've lost your sight. But that lullaby can never get me home.
You run away with my sleep and I'm stuck in here so deep. I had a terrible dream and I can't wake up it seems. In my parallel field, what's imagined is real.
Everything is set, skies are blue,. Can't believe it yet, but it's true,. I'll give you just one guess,. My sweet Lorraine said "yes". Waiting for the time, soon to be,.
Symphony. Symphony of love. Music from above. How does it start?. . You walk in. And the song begins. Singing violins start in my heart. . Then you speak.
And now the purple dusk of twilight time. Steals across the meadows of my heart. High up in the sky the little stars climb. Always reminding me that we're apart.
Stubborn. She used to take the high road anywhere. Mother of a little girl with her daddy's nose. She never expected anything. . Oh what a shame. . Even silence doesn't sound the same.
Steady as she goes on with her life. She was walking down the hall. I feel like I'm breaking. She looks calm and steady as she goes. . Steady as she goes on with her life.
Ok I wrote you a song. The sweetest song of all times. Sweet sounds and loving words. But I replaced the words. Remembering our first kiss. I wish I didn't remember this.
Kestän hiljaisuuden. yöni yksinäiset. sen ettet peittoani vie.. Kestän sukujuhlat. mä jaksan jankuttaa. et tälleen meni nyt tää tie.. Nielen raivon puuskat.