YO-YO. . I'm the kinda girl who likes to dream a lot, dream a lot,. Lose myself, staring into my coffee cup, coffee cup,. You and me, easy to see,. Why is it a complicated reality?.
Head in the clouds, I left my rain and looked towards the sun. Walked straight into a prison painted gold yellow hotels. And too much sunshine burning my skin.
I am a crooked man and I've walked a crooked mile. Night, the shameless widow doffed her weeds, in a pile. The stars all winked at me, they shamed a child.
It happened on one evening late,. As the maid was going to bed,. She heard a sound, a beautiful sound,. That made her heart feel glad.. . She thought it was her brother John,.
It happened on one evening late,. As the maid was going to bed,. She heard a sound, a beautiful sound,. That made her heart feel glad.. . She thought it was her brother John,.
In our yard. How many chickens can we count. on our fingers and toes. on their toes. sitting on fathers hole. siting on his chest. crushing rocks of dirt.
Going in here to a new grade. I'm gonna meet many new friends unexplainable things will happen to you. I'm gonna learn many new things about boys, friends, crushes, sports and such more..
Well, it's time for me to live. The good life on the road. And to forgive her. For the lies that she sold me. We were falling in love and that's what you do.
You don't have to move that mountain. Just help me Lord to climb it. You don't have to move that stumblin' block. Just show me the way around it. . We must climb a great high mountain.
Young an' with no clue. Now I wanna love you. Give me the key to. What it's about?. . Everything I've read. Everything you've said. Prove you're ove' my head.
Pressure's on,. Make or break,. No matter how high are the stakes,. No fear,. Build strong,. Dynamite, number one. . Now this is the time to attack and stand tall,.
Well falling into town. Let me lift you high. Its only inside our minds. Paradise got left behind. Where were gonna go. Where were gonna stay. What were gonna do.
One, two. One, two, three. . Wake up kids. We've got the dreamers disease. Age fourteen we got you down on your knees. So polite, you're busy still saying please.
i don't care if you hurt me some more. i don't care if you even the score. you can knock me and i don't care. you can mock me and i don't care. you can rock me just about anywhere.
oh well uh you might think I'm crazy. to hang around with you. or maybe you think I'm lucky. to have somethin' to do. but I think that you're wild. inside me is some child.
Yes. . I know what you like best. Yes. Yes. . Yes I get the feeling that. You're tired of all my moody ways. I'm tired of living moody days. Yes. . One more breath and I will become.
If I ever catch your red hand. Talking shit on my friends again. I will institute my revenge. It is cold and sweet. . Lack of faith may be the final straw.
Your ghost is haunting the alleyways. Pacing the tracks where you tread. Seeking the solace of sleep. Maybe you don't know you're dead. . Witness the worst of your history.
I'm so cocky with it got my iced out clubs like rocky hit. Got your girl on my swagg she lovin them jerkin songs. Like the new ipod just touch it and turn her on.
Rise, rise, rise. Rise, rise, rise. Rise, rise, rise. . What do you want from this world?. What do you want from this life?. What do you want from this season of sorrow.