thirsting, waiting... I drank a sulphur feast.. then, silently... in an instant. your flesh become me. ...and I was forlorn.. . my grave rose to the west....
Oh, we are the men. Silent and cold. Beautiful eyes. Sheep among wolves. . Oh, we are the men. Silent and cold. Beautiful eyes. Sheep among wolves. . We are the men.
the shattering of old illusions - created new surges of chaos. no longer driven by ancient hungers - I grabbed the poisened chalice. . clawing at the churning night - thus rose my cosmic ambitions.
I'm in control in this domain. I feel at home inside a maze. It keeps me safe, it keeps me clean. I step aside into the shade. . I'm here to watch, to read the signs.
I'm in control in this domain. I feel at home inside a maze. It keeps me safe, it keeps me clean. I step aside into the shade. . I'm here to watch, to read the signs.
I'm in control in this domain. I feel at home inside a maze. It keeps me safe, it keeps me clean. I step aside into the shade. . I'm here to watch, to read the signs.
I feel too many affectious obstacles. water must be allowed to seek it's own level. I don't seek to strive on others' expense. and the expense is mine as they judge my ways.
Come along,. Cause it's time to start the revolution!. . ladies and gentlemen I'm confused,. did he just say the same old story,. ladies and gentlemen I refuse,.
Is this time consuming or am I insecure,. Take this chance don't want you out of here,. Recovering, desperate is on its way,. Tell my teacher that I was out of time,.
Now my days are growing cold. All the memories unfold. Thinking 'bout the friends we lost. Wondering how to count the cost. Now my days are growing cold.
The first thing in the morning, the last thing at night. I just wanna hold you babe and make you feel alright. When the sun is shining, or the sky is filled with rain.
I understand fifth wheel hitches. That's why I got all the trailer bitches. In the park late after dark feeling their thighs. under a glowing green bug light.
Is this what it's like when you die?. Your arms go limp, your body's dry.. You have no control.. The voice in my head is telling me,. "you're gonna be dead, so go with me".
Of all the broken hearts I've had. This one hurts the worst. His love flowed like a river. Now I'm dying of thirst. If loving him too much is why. I lost him in the end.
Down the dusty Dixie road. My old Levi's draggin' tracks. Nobody cares about where I'm going. They all know I'm coming back.. . Wish I had me a true fine woman.
The Drinking song. Words and music by. John C.McInnis & Ryan Couron. . (Verse1.). . There's a beer on my nightstand. Twenty more in the trash can. Same damn thing every night.
White light shadows gather around my door. They find me dreaming all alone once more. Memories come around to haunt my sleepless sounds. Now's the time I must be strong.
It beggars belief that she was a child once. With her heart on her sleeve, once in a while you're. Looking straight at it, and you could swear that. It's never there.
When I was a teenage whore. My mother asked me she said, "baby what for?. I give you plenty, why do you want more?. Baby, why are you a teenage whore? ".
Be driving a green van. And watch the Mexicans scatter. Be the first to admit. He thought it was funny as hell. . Now he's taken to flipping off hippies.