Put the other rest of it around itself. Spray with water and restore the health. Let it sleep, still it keeps. . Waking up. Waking up. . Take a shower and destroy your health.
From 100 yards across the room. Could be wrong could be right. Anticipation and space separate us tonight. 'Cause I've never seen anything. Quite like you in all of my life.
wish you a fucking Christmas. I wish you a sucky Christmas. I wish you a shitty Christmas. And hate Richard Gere. . I wish you a shitty Christmas. I wish you a fucking Christmas.
Woe is me, oh this deception modifies myself. I've hurt my feelings now. Searching for reasons to make me sad. And always stricken with doubt. On the outside I'm small and grim.
There's 10,000 reasons to survive. But you only needed one to die. It's too late to change what you've become. I won't always be this lonely. . The way you lived your life, it mezmerizes me.
When my white shirt lets me down. Like one we race against the wind. You said that I've seen better days. I wash her silver hair away. I'm going to be.
Stone me. And may you always have no shoes. And I would rather just for you. Be the devil make you mine. . And she. I know you say you hardly sleep. I make you cold I make you weak.
Watching you. Learning to have every faith. In all of the things that you do. How much I've lied. Tears have been cried. . Loving you. Hoping to finally nail this.
Most of the time you are happy you're. A weirdo and before the introduction. Ends there is someone feeling sorry. For themselves. . Look at your ugly shame what are you.
Here's to the man who gives to the poor. With a hole in his pride you know. He only wants to give more. Here's to the man who feels for the weak. The moral of this story is.
It's over now you've had your fun. Get up them stairs go on quickly. Don't run. Take off your shoes the both of you's. Leave them down outside the door turn the landing light off,.
Yes I was down, definitely,. 'cause she didn't give a try to me. and yes I cried, wondering why. but then came the day I dried my eyes. I was thinking: hey man what can you do.
ARTIST: LEWY DALYRICIST. TRACK NAME: WHEN AM GONE. PRODUCER/ENGINEER : LEWY DALYRICIST, CASMO. . CHORUS. . i say, you gon' miss me baby.. oh when am gone...x4.
Under the surface,. Where my blood runs thinner.. Searching for purpose,. Trying to be winners.. . Trying to be winners. . People around us,. Chasing only chimers.
Welcome to the ghetto. . Livin' day by day in my hood on the spot. See the same old things:same dope fiends cops. Just an average day in the streets of California.
[Chorus: x2]. So you want to be a playa. So you want to be a G. So you want to be a gangsta (2nd time: player). But you don't want to fuck with me. . Diamonds up on the pinky rolexes up on the wrist.
Each time we return. To this crazy place. We break the promise made, face to face. Easy to make. Easy to break. Something's here we don't understand. .
Innocence tainted by pure lunacy. Cursed by the slash of a shape shifting beast. Oh no, this can't be. Demonic infection, a doomed changeling. . His future concealed as he begs to be told.
On the night the darkness fell. Across the naked land. A demon force was summoned up. From the bowels of hell. The stench of death grew thick that night.
Look, out in the distant sky. Open, your weakened minds. Feel, what's in store for you. The jackals howling at the moon. See, the curtain of the night.