This reminds me. of my younger days.. Oh, how I used. to feel so small. and always be ashamed.. . Now I'm older. I have lived to learn.. What's right and wrong.
Lie to me, tell me I'm like you. Tell me I'm beautiful, tell me I'm cool. Lie to me, patronise me. Talk to me 'like that' you know we like that. (I can see mass redundancies in your smile).
Lie to me, tell me I'm like you,. Tell me I'm beautiful, tell me I'm cool.. . Lie to me, patronize me.. Talk to me" like that" you know we like that..
V1:. Rule brittania?. The bitch's scammed ya. No smiling union jacks. My friends I want my money back.. . But what about the system?. I think no-one would miss them.
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There's you and I in unity. It's time we take a stand so we can let the world see. God made different colors to make His people unique. Just because I'm different doesn't mean that I'm a freak.
I can see you stepping to me. Just by the look in your eyes. You think that I can't be who I am. If I don't live out your life. . But that's alright. .
the sunlight rips through the overcast skies of my concious. through the. crack in the closet door warming the claw marks inside my eyelids the puppet seems to.
You think I am listening. But I am really just watching. The candlelight between us dim. Trying not to stare at your forked tongue. Or the venom it drips.
(on Glitch, titled Image of Red Cut in Half; poem about Peter Frampton(Who:)). Peter Frampton. sits alone in his shriveled black home(hole?). searching his gruesomely mutated memory for some kind of clue.
( Pich Lger / Pich Haworth ). Je lgue la mer un chteau de sable. Un ruisseau creus mme une fable. Que je ne pourrai raconter. Tout mon royaume est emport.
( Pich Lger / Pich Haworth ). Je lgue la mer un chteau de sable. Un ruisseau creus mme une fable. Que je ne pourrai raconter. Tout mon royaume est emport.
(slowa: Kukiz; muzyka: Kukiz, Zelasko). Po majatki na Podole. Osmy pulk wyrusza w pole. Szable do boju, lance w dlon. Bolszewika gon, gon, gon. Szable do boju, lance w dlon.
I Told Youu..... . Ohhh...Yeaah..x4. . My baby she be clocking in Straight from. Work to home. lotta lotta Friends... Decided dont she go out. Gentle with her words.
Pitch-dark outside. But it's too lucid in my mind. Too lax and too frank. I can't avoid them inside. . Just sitting and waiting. Telling my thoughts to stop.
And the fruit boats ride on the waves,. And the crew will dream of returning. Back to the florida waters,. For the work of unloading onto the trains..
[From the album Private Parts & Pieces VIII: New England]. Pretty baby, in your cradle, smiling sickly,. Hushed and still. Mama loves you, oh how she loves you.
You couldn't run, you couldn't hide, they had their spies out on your track. You had some fun, you took a ride, you tried to fit into the pack. But all the time they knew you lied, they knew that you'd be bound to crack.
Never seen the Mona Lisa. Never walked across the moon. Never been to Casa Blanca. But I've been to Cancun. I'll never make the Fortune 500. On what I get paid.
UPON THIS HILL. . Upon this hill, I can see for miles. There's still that thrill, felt by younger eyes. The world lies below, and heaven is close by. Upon this hill, I stood as a child.