You should have called whether or not. You had the thought, you should have had it. . What's arrived upon us and spoke for themselves. Commitment like sawdust, it just gets swept up with trash.
can you help this life. a strangled by ???. from difference. . the window seat has become. an unreflected form of. blind forgiveness. . i know you should be hearing this in person.
i have devised a way. where i don't care what you say. cause talkin with you's impossible. we've reached a stalemate. we could lose a million ways. still the result is the same.
you could talk to a crowded room. will they listen?. it's as if they already knew. but how safe. but safe's good to be and.... some songs get released and....
So che un braccio dopo l'altro. porter a destinazione. questo corpo calpestato. dalle tue rigide mancanze.. Ho attraversato giorni da diluvio universale,.
So che un braccio dopo l'altro. Porter a destinazione. Questo corpo calpestato. Dalle tue rigide mancanze.. Ho attraversato giorni da diluvio universale,.
Guardo verso il cielo. E non mi rilasso,. Una telecamera mi scruta dentro.. Vedo a destra l'uomo col telecomando,. Vuole registrare ogni movimento.. .
TERAPIE (Cristina Don). . M'illumino di terapie. rimedio sicuro, pura efficienza. tollero bene la. nuova teoria risultato veloce. che mentre cura. ti trasforma, ti trasforma.
I am part of the gate.. cold hard rusted keeping the prisoner inside.. I am just an outline.... disease starting down so deep. eating its way out.. this is where it begins (secret captive sin).
...in all this time I have learned that no one speaks my language.. I learned long ago that I walk alone. (I don't believe in me). what can I say, 2 days dark and grey, and not much different from yesterday..
Who are you to say. young bodies can't fill full sized graves?. Shine bright through dismay. when I thought everything was ending...... . When you passed by,.
If it seems as of late, I've stopped sitting around talking about the bands i hate, maybe i'm starting to relate. How could anyone, have anything to say? And if your inspiration's vacant, it's cause you're sitting in a basement, wasting away day after day. I feel the same way. How can anyone have anything to say? When was the last time, anything happened to me? Of limited income, and even less experience...when was the first time you thought "this is where we should always be?" So vacant day after day. This is the last time; you'll see the likes of me. I could stay; play the part of the youngest has-been. In the dark at card tables, rehashing old visions. Put the impending glory aside and make the same decisions in life as my parents. Take their rightful place as the patron saint of "remember the time?".
This is the start of the second part. of a song that you'll never hear.. This is how it felt stealing pieces of hell. to adorn the walls of your apartment with..
Well, that'll be the day, when you say goodbye. Yes, that'll be the day, when you make me cry. You say you're gonna leave, you know it's a lie. 'Cause that'll be the day when I die.
Tell me how to keep your love. You know how I need your love. Tell me how you keep the love. Within your heart from me. . Don't you know that I love you.
welcome to my castle under water. counting you the triads is complete. in black and blue our home reflects. the beauty of the night. the captain wants to see you.
I see the thorn in your eye. I feel the pain when she cries. . pale are the mornings at fall. a new day just waiting for more. . in her room so quietly.
The times we have lived in have taken their toll. The cannons have sounded and the drums are roll. But things are changing and soon we will find. The people will speak and they'll bring peace of mind.
Face the wall. I can't recall. But knowing you. I must confess I'll lose my mind. Should I remember you. . No room for talk. I'll take a walk. To free the wheels.