(Jesse and Ella Jesse Hooper). . When it comes to push and shove. it's teenage unrequited love. and it makes me sick, yeah!. I've been complaining to my friends.
I've been noticing a trend in taxi drivers. That don't know what I want. I've been pulling out on my close fathers. But I can't count them all. . I feel the enjoyment.
You feel yourself alight then let go. Dream of yourself tonight. Then I know. So where's the way you tried. Then I know. You feel yourself, you're too light to let go.
I like your toxicated mind. Not afraid to cross the line. Colourful dots. Toxicated mind. . I wouldn't like to dedicate a whole line. To your toxicated mind.
We are playing a game.. The game runs like this:. the only thing you really know. is what you can put into words.. . Let's suppose I love some girl, rapturously.
I spit hazardous, verbally superior and immaculate.... I've matched your wits and surpassed your average shit.... This is the lyrical Parana, over turning your persona....
There's a little bird somebody sent. Down to the Earth. To live on the wind. Blowing on the wind. And she sleeps on the wind. This little bird, somebody sent.
Whenever I had the nerve to think that I had outgrown my teacher. Or I was living too good to listen to the preacher. You'd make it so that I would realize my disillusion.
{movie sample, unknown man}. . For some warriors, the answer is crystalised in an instant, their. Instincts point them only one way. the truth becomes undeniable, and.
Intro: dom pachino, (killa sin). . The cook out, yo, everybody's invited. Only the righteous shit. (only the righteousness, open the bowl kid). The God degree (nothing but righteousness).
I need a second chance, another last dance,. one more crack at my life sure as the sun will set,. I'll have regrets I made mistakes,. oh I tried, I tried..
(Lyrics: Stephen Shareaux. Music: Gregory Hex, Johnny Douglas, Mike Marquis, Rob Grad, Stephen Shareaux). Like soldiers on the battlefield of life. Criminals stalk the night.
(Lyrics: Stephen Shareaux. Music: Gregory Hex, Rob Grad). It's easy to get around. He'll never break me down. Understand, I ain't your backdoor love thing.
She'd warm feet and pink lips, they slapped her, she gave a cry. The patter of tiny feet, from first kiss to goodbye. She moved to the city, she phones if she's still alive.
My auntie's in the parlour sipping sherry from a paper cup. And father'd bite your head off, he's working up to nine o'clock. Sister's only sixteen and she thinks she's on the shelf.
There a certain contradiction. In everything I say. When I asked if you were leaving. I was hoping you would stay. . Well, you took all your possessions.
I cannot think of your skin. Without these tears in my eyes. I cannot picture your face. There's only empty space. No more you and I. . Sometimes I think I hear you call.