I need an angel to touch me. And tell me it's all gonna be all right. I need an angel to touch me. And tell me it's all gonna be all right. . I need an angel to touch me.
Time's up and there I'm wondering now. if things will ever gonna get any better.. Just enough time to figure it out,. and if you're lucky then you might get some leisure..
A HARD WON VICTORY CAN BE HOLLOW TOO. BELIEVE THE HYPE ABOUT ALL THE THINGS YOU DO. WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE NOT A SOUL BELIEVES IN YOU. THERE'S NO CLEAR PATH FOR WHAT YOU'RE TRYING TO DO.
Instincts and instances. seductions defenseless. awareness of questioning. but we're still testing. . Here we go, you know. bonobo style. all from the same dirt.
There's sparkles everywhere. there's sparkles down there. . It is still that kind of night. standing in the window. What's your angle?. I'm feeling right.
The 'criminal justice plus' paradigm is it.... Can you spare a dime to reflect and watch it?. . You have to be able to catch them. You have to be able to hold them.
Episode's out the window. Tracking's well defined. Continue 'til tomorrow. Tomorrow's out of time. . Intercepted. Satellite malfunction. Recorded. Embedded conversation.
Falling like a season. a calling for some reason. a cure for all diseases. sneezing when your freezing. Snot drips on lips. a warm cup of coffee. a hot bitch rubs.
El Skorpions!. Cracks in the sidewalk. shadows of my steps. cracks in the sidewalk. shadows of my steps. shadows of my steps. . I never met tomorrow. tomorrow is just another day.
I'm broken down here just for a second. like a record clickin' end of the side. fakin' neutral glares cannot hide you. Di Spade. . Years later and i'm out on my way.
Bring that back around. Let it be, let it be. . A white canvas. or another white page. I can't stand this. Creativity lack for days. Mentally abstracting.
"...but then something terrible happened. when the people learned to march. somebody started a war. and the only way i could think to stop it. was to invent dance music".
Television will never be the same. we can make a series out of it. suicide of the week. hell, why limit ourself. execution of the week. terrorist of the week.
Perhaps when you are safely in baghdad. You will feel differently about the venture -. I doubt it. . Finger poppin' beats are lockin. Theramin highs. Lost in triangulation.
C'mon kids you know you want to party.. Just be sure to not bring Bacardi.. We are the kids who are posi here.. So remember to bring some room beer!. .
Don't call me horse.. I'm a unicorn.. Mystical, magical, mysterious not plain.. Got wings like Pegasus and a nice white coat.. I grant wishes and prance in the rain..
Once I thought the sun would rise again. Once I thought the tide would turn. Once I believed that sunlight could guide me home. Now I know that light is old and stars are gone.
Everybody knows,. You don't get what you plan. And everybody runs away from what they don't understand. Everybody hides away the guilt of their youth..
I'm a liar. It's my secret no on knows. I'm a liar. Yeah, I know it doesn't show. . No, I don't miss you anymore. No, I don't think of you. It's such a game to seem adored.