Let's sing a song about smoke and flames. That burnt down our lazy yesterdays. Let's pretend this poverty is fine. And sit on our front porches like we do it all the time.
She's got the biggest tits. He's got the longest dick.. And I get to read about it every week.. You hear that sucking sound? It's culture going down..
you want a piece of me?. i'm like a razor blade. i'm like a pound of blubber smothering a live grenade. these are the days when the tv always stays on.
I've never seen. Such an opening. I've never had. Such a plan that turned out right. It's not right. I'm losing pride. You steal what is real from me.
I've never seen. Such an opening. I've never had. Such a plan that turned out right. It's not right. I'm losing pride. You take what is real from me. You try to make me break.
I've never seen. Such an opening. I've never had. Such a plan that turned out right. It's not right. I'm losing pride. You take what is real from me. You try to make me break.
I'm going away to be alone. I'm coming back with answers. Don't try to call. My telephone, it's disconnected. . And I don't know where I'm going. But can you guide me.
You see the pitter patter. Of all the things unfathomed. If it's not right don't matter. Give me familiar patterns. On my bike this morning. Given an early warning.
lucy's hiding. i was a teenage werewolf taken. taken by your scene. lucy's hiding. don't be afraid of what you are. if it was only a dream. . and if i fall, fall down.
Welcome my dear please take my hand It's wonderful here it's really quite grand. The moment still, await the hour The Masquerade for Time's dead flowers.
(traditional ballad circa 1400). The wind doth howl today m'love. And a winter's worth of rain. I never had but one true love. In cold grave she was lain.
Another night down on the catherine wheel. Drawn into a corner. A symphony of resounding shrieks in my head. I court a sure, sudden death. But give no quarter.
I'm having a weak moment A moment that may not end. Lonely in my own skin. Everything is changing Everything seems changed. As if quietly replaced by something souless.
Pack up with what's worthy. Lock it up in the car. Don't be surprised if i drive too far. Speak now and we're followed while the weakest react. The nose on the siren is right on our tracks.
Too much patience, no resistance. Within the shouting distance. You can hear a blind man's bluff. . Dragging names through the mind. And still biting his tongue.
Too much patience,. No resistance,. Within shouting distance,. You can hear a blind man's bluff,. Dragging names through the mud and still bitting his tongue,.
the volume is up again. Closing the spaces left within this room.. To watch instead, it's light somehow will wash this out, this image,. from playing out with programmed time..
and now it seems so odd to me that I believed in anything,. will this winter hold let go in spring?. Becoming more than how I'm viewing everything.. This is what you've been planning on?.
(Give us) a surprise. That tears down our notions of life. A new thing we pray for. To break up forseeable life. That's it! We are out for more. In this state we've spent years.
At the rate i'm goin. Little hands will be all that hold me back and. The minute men they stand and watch. Well fuck them through. Don't lose touch. Better keep those shoes.