I love Paris. I love the way the people move yeah. I love Paris. I love the way the children groove. I love Paris. I love the way the people move yeah.
Here come old flat top. He come groovin' up slowly. He got joo joo eyeballs. He one holy rollers. He got hair down to his knee. Got to be a joker. He just do what he please.
Hello stranger. How long have you waited. I've been here all along. Speaking in twisted tongue. Our weakness is our touch. And we kiss the bombs away.
So sudden, so sudden, I lose control. Barely sleeping, falling deep into another hole. You can save me, save me from this hell. You can free me, cause I can't free myself.
We're bending our backs a little. We're breaking our bones. Could somebody solve the riddle. So we can get home. Well I'll be the pen, the writer. To dictate your lines.
You were a genius. You fed me from the palm of your hand. As I wrapped my way around your finger. Again and again and again. We play in ruins. Under the stars and underground.
Hey, we never got a chance. To talk about the past. We never even tried to. Hey, we could drive away. Get out of this place. Secluded where no one would find us.
Behind the curtain there stood a man, gripping in his hands. Something I could not make out. And in the bed I lay paralyzed, opening my eyes. To shadows dancing across my walls.
A face in disarray slowly drips away. Your protection is your biggest fear. A room with no ceiling distorts the feeling. Of any kind of safety here. .
The ringing of your voice. The spreading of your poison. Wasn't my first choice and. The sound of breaking glass, the soundtrack. Of up in arms reaction.
A mother's daughter, her little girl. Straight line she walks from day to day. With heel to toe, her flowers grow. But winter's calm will hear her pray.
Screaming bursts of energy deliver us to empathy. Leaving us with little air to breathe. Our shelter is an empty sky. We watch our world through blurry eyes.
Ear to the wall. With or without you, I fall. Can you hear my scream?. Echo off the walls inside a dream. . I'm not the last one, I won't be the last one to know.
You've got this way about you. And oh, it sets us apart. Well I've been watching you this whole damn time. You're feeding me the same damn lines. And how did you get so smart?.
Take me off this dirty shelf. I'd rather be anywhere else. I won't lie, I've been in hell. I'm not jumping through their hoops. And I'm not following their rules.
One step too far, hit the floor. But I get back up, I get back up. You step too close, just one more. And I'll take your gun. And I'll turn it around on you.
You dance like a fire yeah. You look like someone I knew. From and old life but. You talk in a way that's new. You dance like a fire yeah. . If we've come to believe that.
We are the dirt they wont step in. Burned to the ground and left for dead. Only the darkness knows our names. Covered in black we walk thru flames. . The bite from the dog that won't back down.
I can't even think; I'm too busy to blink and I really can't stand this longing. I'm tring to move; I don't care if I'm rude but I'm stuck in the mud and I'm running.
I got up this morning with a case of heartbreak. There's sounds in the next room that kept me awake. the chainholder kept his lock on you tight. As you continue onbound by him through the night.