Something wicked this way comes. When i see it every night. You ain't a rockstar yet (you're dead). You need some self-respect. You always were a fucking prick.
I'll sit forever if it takes you that long. To realize that we might be all wrong. I'll never say what you've suspected all along. I'm the part of you that does not belong.
I don't mean to preach. I'm going to preach to you. You all don't understand. The way i want you too. The last train has passed you by. The last plane already flied.
I'm the only one who ever sits here. So thank God for me. You're the lonley one with the waffle house apron. Who gets of on me. You're the apron string that's tied so tight.
I Love the way,the way you move. the way you walk inside the room... I Wanna mess with you tonight. and see this life from different sides. . I Love the way,the way you are.
Walk through the fire. Through the dust and ashes. While the building crashes. Walk through the flame. No trace of indecision. Lion keep his vision clear.
white privilege blues. my kingdom for a heartache. if summer is a test. then lets be consistent. white privilege keyrings. sold factotum. whatever that means.
Late at night, I switch on my radio. I sing myself a lullaby. I close my eyes and wait. Till the wind blows round the corner. . Bringing back the memories to me, uhh, yeah.
Ooh, I love you, baby, I love you night and day. When I leave you baby, don't cry the night away. When I die, don't you write no words upon my tomb. I don't believe, I want to leave no epitaph for two.
There are moments in our lives. When every word is meaningless. What has to happen happens. And someone's directing this, I guess. . Moments in our dreams.
You think that my heart's an open door. You can walk right into it and have a seat. Whenever you need it. . Somehow it seems you've thrown away the keys.
It's so quiet in my room. Here I sit fully in bloom. You were the liquid of my life. Without you I won't survive. . Oh, how I hope you'll hear my call.
Hey brother, this world is a playground. Where naughty children steal the other ones toys. Filthy faces digging in the dirt. Grey trenchcoates offer sweets to the boys.
This is the last time I'll try to reach you. And my guess is that you'll just ignore it. Just ignore me. . Without a passing glance. Without the slightest sigh.
Why don't we wrong the right. . You wanna know just like before. Well I don't really think you need our fucking explanation. For how we read and how we write.
Scarred, open wounds, the needle, it dances and glows through the skin.. All the lights that burn so bright and the light we see at night. The light has faded, through the windows.
All the words that we have to say. They don't leave when the moment comes. We know we have to wait. . As the days go on. And the places fade away. Into dirt, into dust, it all fades away.
Is a lie just the truth. uncovered and relinquished. a passion for all young fools. Is a lie more than truth. a question left unanswered. to feed the failure of our choices.
Is a lie just the truth?. Uncovered and relinquished. A passion for all young fools. Is a lie for their truth?. A question left unanswered. To feed the failure of our choices.
promise you ... all you want. I'm telling you ... all you want. I'm asking for ... all you've got. I steal your soul in front of you. believe the lies ... all you want.