In a chalk dotted line. Draw a kid, left behind. Severed limbs in harmony. Strumming from a few good deeds. . Carry it to survive. To a bed half alive.
One more time, falling on new ground. bracing a chase lounge, i'm a member. this one truth, i can be discrete. words that escape me, i remember. . clarity watching eyes, i can't see i can't read.
i begin to hear you you're the poster job. give them all a fading smile entertain. an ocean you can't go outside failure. is around the corner as you watched.
Llevame a los bares mas oscuros. Vamos a fumarnos la ciudad. Vamos a bebernos tu y yo el mundo. Vamos a esquivar la soledad. Vamos a dormir en los portales, alli donde nadie pueda entrar.
(V1). I used to be so scared of going to Manners Mall. Of walking past those staring eyes that made me feel so small. Creeping up and down trying to find a fault to see.
(V1). Standing in line at Burger King. My hunger's growing and my stomach's rumbling. The queue's as long as you can see. This big guy pushes in. Then turns and laughs at me.
What I said to her:. Can't you see. That we should be. Till nothing's left to feed. Or can you betray me. Everything's out and is erased. An error in my breast.
Our skin is a thin restricter. So we had it all. Sad is true and I do surrender. . And when you touch me I am able. And when you do I suck the time we had.
...and there is no sun. not then and never again. gloss nativity. desirable perfume of light. flavourless silence. the beauty of the gist. ...but what is the gist.
...And so we take the gift of crying. and bask in the fire of past. the grandeous hope undying. the wish will fall at last. ...So this is the sweetest choice.
And I would. Be every single tear. And I would. Be more than close or near. . But I should. Be more than nothing. But I could. Never be you. . What a sea could be.
Paveries ka musu gadiem pari. Ievas degs, ka degam kadreiz mes.. Tramvajs brauc - tam apdauziti sani,. Tomer esam pie dzimatas Gaujmales.. Ledus iet, kaut sala vel nav bijis..
Well I hate the rain when I drive. Right on thru. Cause the windows are broken on my 455. Right on thru. It don't rain much but when it do. That dirty old rain comes right on thru.
Feeling easy on the outside. But not so funny on the inside. Feel the sound, pray for rain. For this is the night we ride. . This ain't the garden of Eden.
No raving beauty. But she's got a good heart. He's got escaping. Down to an art. . This ain't pleasure. Don't ask why. This ain't pleasure. And monkeys can't fly.
I still get angry. I still get sad. And the losers. Still drive me mad. And I wonder. If I have anything to say anymore. Oh yea I wonder. If I have anything to say.
Plastic people with their plastic lives. Plastic lips tell plastic lies. Plastic drivers in plastic cars. Plastic food from plastic jars. . Frustration is the fuse.
You were dying. You were dying. You were dying. You were dying. . Last night I had a dream. It scared the shit outta me. 'Cause you were dying. You were dying.
Ve bien donde vas pisando. el terrenos es mas bien hostil. y tu hablas demasiado. No se ve por aqu nada claro. tan solo el viento que sopla. Mira bien a donde vas entrando.
You don't seem to understand the deal. I don't give two shits on how you feel. You're burned by my lighter. You've been burned by my lighter. And my lighter is held down by my thumb.