This is for you mister. I don't know your name. I saw you two months ago. I wonder if you remember me like I remember you. . And I don't know if this means anything to you.
(Got it.). . Do you ever tire from the sound of your own voice?. It's only been five minutes and I'm full of you. How about a little originality?. Maybe that way I'll get some peace.
As I begin. Let me say that I'm afraid. Seems to me that all these things. Could go either way. . I suppose I could fold up. Into my self quite safe. And wait for these pieces.
When the worlds got you down. Rainy Sundays, sunny town. Tropicana, canned food. Botulism, damaged goods. . See the hipsters in the park. Hair so styled, clothes so dark.
Burn it all up. Hanging in the street. . Enlightenment. Whining mercy me. . Take my hand now love. Down the stairs your father walks. . I will lead the way.
We're not the center of the sun's attention. And could be heading in the wrong direction. They try and justify the misconceptions. I think we need some kind of intervention.
What did it take to get us here?. It's a war over heaven, but the stakes aren't real. Where do they practice what they preach?. There are holes in the verses that they hold so dear.
Love swung my way. Once again it seemed to change its mind. Begged you to stay. Damn the reasons that you couldn't find. . Here alone, I see you took everything.
Na hai yeh pana. Na Khona hi hai. Tera Na hona jane. Kyun hona hi hai. . Tum se hi din hota hai. Surmaiye shaam aati. Tumse hi tumse hi. . Har ghadi saans aati hai.
Na hai yeh pana. Na Khona hi hai. Tera Na hona jane. Kyun hona hi hai. . Tum se hi din hota hai. Surmaiye shaam aati hai. Tumse hi tumse hi. . Har ghari saans aati hai.
I'm a trickster burn so brightly. I still hate you motherfuckers everyone. Wrapped in glory bound so tightly. I still need you even when I'm overcome.
She goes down like rain. She goes down the hard way. Spilling herself on your body. . I wonder where you are tonight. . Just outside the dark. She waits by the highway.
I came screaming down the highway. Looking for a place to fly. Stopped outside the window. It's only in the blood. . Into the kitchen. Found you lying on the floor.
Ours is the legacy of waste. Waste all the things we turned to dust. Simple if we would like to find. Punished by words I'm takin. Finally pressed youd like to know.
The flowers that I gave you. Dying slowly on the wall. The broken fragments of opinion. As the dirty start to fall. . I'm not as careful as I should have been.
teri aankhon ke siwa. duniya mein rakha kya hai. teri aankhon ke siwa. duniya mein rakha kya hai. . ye uthe subah chale. ye jhuke shaam dhale. mera jeena mera marna.
It was dark, it was lonely, it was late, it was Monday. And I was looking and she was sittin' at the bar. She was crying and I was trying to give her attention.
If life is like a candle bright, death must be the wind. You can close your window tight and it still comes flowing in. So I will climb the highest hill and watch the rising sun.
Your fingertips touched me round midnight. And your shadow crossed in front of my nightlife. I've done my best to make it here in this house since you've been gone.
The old man used to dream of the fortune he'd seek. Now he lives in the room where you pay by the week. His hands're all bothered and his pony's gone lame.