i dreamed i thanked scott ian for persistence of time. back when steve and eva died that album changed my life. it was a package of pure darkness tied up with a silver string.
the cuckoo in your clock had a heart attack. the droop in your stock turned your market black. if walls could talk they'd say i don't want to shack up.
When voices through the thin walls. Speak of aberrant behavior and the videos, her only savior. She turns it on when they're all gone. And then she turns and slips her high heels on.
Howling breaks the silence. Vultures and the spiders. Footsteps on the roof. And that's not nearly all. . Wolves are close behind us. They're always breathing down my bony neck.
Somehow I knew that this would. End and then I finally found my way. Back home. This is all one master paln. To keep us spinnign down this endless well....
Burning brighter than a thousand candles. Lighting up the night. Round and round there's no escape. Pulls the needles from my eyes. The pain is such sweet pleasure.
(Lyrics: Stephen Shareaux. Music: Rob Grad, Mike Marquis, Gregory Hex, Stephen Shareaux). So you think you know how to do me. Looking like an Aphrodite.
The world gets smaller [world gets smaller]. My heart beats bigger the world gets smaller [world gets smaller]. You might be bigger but I'm much smarter [much smarter].
Ven, bailalo. Ay, ven, bailalo. Ven, gozalo. Ay, ven, gozalo. Que la rumba esta buena. Y contigo, morena. Pa' Santo Domingo. Es que me voy yo. Ven, bailalo.
Your Vicki Secrets, can you keep em?. Your Vicki Secrets, can you keep em?. Your freaky secrets, can you keep 'em?. Your Vicki Secrets, can I have em? Lets go.
You're a teacher for the holy fool. Sleeping on your bed of rusty nails. You practice the pain like it's a sacred tool. And then you tie your ankles to the rails.
shades of all shades. every shape and size. promised parties in the air. danced before her eyes. but where did love go. and where were you. on the day they turned violet to blue.
Det r ngot i dina gon. som skrmmer mig s. Det fastnar p min trja. som ditt elektriska hr. Det r ngot som r fel. men s knner jag jmt. Jag har damm i mina vener.
I en film ser jag regnet falla upp mot dig. Och jag ler. Fr du blir min rddning. . I en drm sjng du snger p mitt rum. Jag var sjuk, som du. Och du kallade mig lskling.
Du har lrt mig allt jag kan. om att hlla ryggen fri. Du och jag kan slss. om en plats i solen.... Vi kan slss om en plats. lngst fram. om ngonting att hlla i.
Du har lrt mig allt jag kan. om att hlla ryggen fri. Du och jag kan slss. om en plats i solen.... Vi kan slss om en plats. lngst fram. om ngonting att hlla i.
Du faller handlst framfr mig. p din vg mot oknda land. Och nr din sjukdom tagit dig. ska jag ge ngon gata ditt namn. . Tar fram vr kamera. Tar nnu en bild.
lämna mig inte. lämna mig inte i det här skicket. skjuten i diket. men vid liv i en ny värld. och jag kom hit i en bisvärm. du sköts under själen min.
Historia, allting handlar om vår historia. Alla dom som gått mot strömmen. Dom som gått sin egen väg. . Drömmar. Allting handlar om våra drömmar. När vi drömmare slutat drömma.