Spitting from the bridges. Like a bird perched on a branch. I'm wilting like a tree. That will never let me breath. . Soul soldier with your gun held high.
People are suffering. it is the slow death. sometimes it takes years. until they are dead. Nobody knows. why it hits you. what have you done. to deserve this torture.
Wasted journey's. Time spent better knowing nothing. And looks they don't help. . Prying eyes wander west. To where oceans meet gold. And you wonder why my heart.
Killing you. Might be the only chance I have of recovery. But I know it's oh severe. So you knew it would be. The punishment it fits the crime. . So let's take this knife.
Was it an act of evolution or a mistake more divine?. The creation of mankind a million years ago. Too few of them can be convinced about the truth of life.
I'm sitting at the coast. see the gulls in the air. The dolphins come across the sea. catching fish on thier way. . Suddenly the bombs explode. dead bodies on the water.
And it came from nothing. But there was always something. The way the sky burned brighter. And the nights grew darker. . I'll hold on to everyone. That I hold dearest to my heart.
We are living in a nightmare. We call it normal life. The time is reached that we take care. And stop dancing on the knife. . Crowded cities, polluted air.
We are living in a nightmare. We call it normal life. The time is reached that we take care. And stop dancing on the knife. . Crowded cities, polluted air.
Shove the momentum drags us under. Your constant disregard your constant aggravation. Tell me nothing but home truths and you show me starvation. On a black and white screen, this is your movie queen.
Chorus. " The way I rock my clothes". " stay dipped from head to toe". "you were slippin...now u know". "shit cost alot a doe". " you know just what I mean".
Wondering why it's all so boring. Suicide, confusion all around. No pub you feel home, no records to please you. You're strangled by the crowd, there's no fucking way out.
I can hear some punkrockmusic. Good vibrations in my ears. Now the boring times are gone. We party with the punks who are here. . Alcohol is in my head.
YOU SEE THIS MAN IN A PUB, He looks pretty upset. You know he's upto something corse his face is turning red. He takes a hudge hand-grenade and puts it in your mouth.
When I weep on your shoulder. you caress me with the warmest embrace. Tears are not a comfort. but truly a great suffering. . Scarring of the soul a reminder of.
Summon the winds and swear. If ever my God you were. Like silver in the morning-fields. I'd give my life for you. . I do not exist. I am but two eyes and a shadow.
See the sun you left. dawning into the black sea into me. In my heart, this painful sea. a sea of spite, all that is inside. -set me free!. . For evermore, bathing in your might.
Omkranset av blomster. som paa en himmelsk eng. sa dvele ved det. er som kjaerlighet for meg.. alle de aarene. fyllte du mitt hjerte,. med en aande av vaar..
I'm a sucker for a beat, I'm a human and I have my feet. Leave, leave pain, leave me. When I shake, I shake off everything. Boogie woogie woogie woogie woogie woogie woogie.
I celebrate my tomatoes. I grow the best in town. I sell 'em to all my neighbors. They're big and red and round. I plant 'em next to my onions. That sit beside my herbs.