It's Clipping bitch. . Turnt than a motherfucker. Bought that ho a shot cause you wanna cuff her. All these other motherfuckers think they stuntin'. But they spot is 'bout to close.
Gods. Flesh is hanging in sun. Purple sky and this war. Women shooting their guns. Men protecting their shores. Running red as these ships. Made for cargo and death.
Generally operating normally. A small anomaly has become evident. And probably should be noted. There is spiking in the pulse of a member of the cargo.
Jerry to aisle 5. 'Peat, Jerry to frozen foods aisle 5. There's a clean-up needed. There's blood on the floor, there's been a suicide. Jerry. Jerry?. Jerr.
the lights go down, outside (before our cars collide). so we silhouette ourselves (in forty shades of fire). do you know where this is leading? I'll meet you there..
There's a thousand black cars. Driving around in my blood stream. I'd have to take a thousand pills. To find out where their headlights lead.. Is it cold New York?.
In the circuit the frequency's breaking up. The speakers can barely move. (This is not a test. Tune to the broadcast). Witness the jet-lag. Look in the mirror.
Do you hear the jet plane yawning miles across the sky. Do you hear the garbage truck back down the boulevard. Setting off the car alarms as it passes by?.
The rain falls up and off the street. The clocks turn back in retreat. Footsteps fall off of our feet. I see the tears crawling off your cheeks. . Turn back to pink.
And she asked me where have you been?. I could've sworn I lost you again. My reply, why do you still pretend. That you forgot me?. . When my world began to fall.
I sewed it up Stitched all these dead end streets. Into the sewn up seams of my heartstrings unwind(unwound). Like a petal pulled from an open flower..
Do you hear the jet plane yawning miles across the sky. Do you hear the garbage truck back down the boulevard. Setting off the car alarms as it passes by?.
I'm weak like a one-armed boxer. Throwing punch after punch. After punch I, I give in. I'm so dumb, I'm surprised when they duck. . Scared, paired walking soldiers.
The lights go down, outside (before our cars collide). So we silhouette ourselves (in forty shades of fire). Do you know where this is leading? I'll meet you there..
I've learned to let go. Come on. . Here's a middle finger. Coming straight from oca-l-a. I appreciate your judgement. It's proved that I can't trust a word you say.
Sitting alone in the dark of the stadium,. He whispers his secrets into a cheap guitar.. With the flick of his wrists he turns words into melodies,. Chords into church bells, fill up the alleys..
The lights go down, outside (before our cars collide). So we silhouette ourselves (in forty shades of fire). Do you know where this is leading? I'll meet you there..
She's the song that you tried to sing,. And the note that you couldn't hit.. So you locked her up in a music box,. And turned the key on all of us.. .
as i sit by myself. ive come from so. so far away. in such little time. i have killed. my soul. my mind. ive tried so hard to find. is this what i must do to get by.