Pictures, whiskey, lingerie. Cash, my pad, and mary jane. Pictures, whiskey, lingerie. Cash, my pad, and mary jane. Pictures, whiskey, lingerie. Cash, my pad, and mary jane.
Why do I do just as you say?. Why must I just give you your way?. Why do I sigh?. Why do I try to forget?. . It must have been that something lovers call "Fate".
I stopped off at the grocery store. To pick up a few things. And I was reaching for some Cheerios. When I heard someone say my name. I knew exactly who it was.
I open up my eyes and feel you by my side. before the morning light even hits me. There's comfort in the knowing that anywhere I'm going,. I know you'll be rolling with me.
No one speaks kindly these days. Of us from what I hear. Our future is fragile. No one here has a reason to lose. Yet some of us fail. Because they can afford to.
Taking the scenic road to the clinic. With the parasites. Where our hearts will soon collide. A lasting light upon the light. Upon this light a lasting light.
Your're no Madonna. You're 69 and I'm underneath. We tried to slow time on Katamine. We'll kill each other. Like sister like brother. I cannot live my life without T.V.