Ninety degrees in the shade. The shade that stretches forever. Over black everglades, crystallized. And circled with flames of the summer. I don't know where you've been.
(Patrik, Patrik, Patrik Pacard). (Patrik, Patrik, Patrik Pacard). . There is a secret it's his. Follows you no matter where you are. Worth more than many a dream.
There's a look in your eye. . If you're mad then I need to know why.. If you're right and I'm wrong. . We both made a mistake all along.. . Non e vero.
I'm wasting the hours floating in my bed. And placing sunflowers over my head. You're facing the doorway waiting for a sign. To stop me in some way from crossing the line.
Oh, let's fly, let's fly. It's really hard to live for a long time. Oh, let's fly, let's fly. Oh, let's fly, let's fly. Oh, let's fly, let's fly. Oh, let's fly, let's fly.
Through early morning fog, I see. Visions of the things to be. The pains that are withheld for me. I realize and I can see. . That suicide is painless.
Stephanie says. That she wants to know. Why she's given half her life. To people she hates now. . Stephanie says. When answering the phone. "What country shall I say is calling.
At first I wondered why. They only speak to each other. It took me some time to understand. That they cannot see. Or hear any of the crowd. . After observing their childlike.
Right here coming to life. No one to blame. Right now up and about. A minute of fame. . I've been staying alive. So many days. No fear, happy or wise.
Run, run, run. Run, run, run. Run, run, run. Run, run, run, run. . Run, run, run. Run, run, run. Run, run, run. Run, run, run, run. . Run in the morning sun.
Lady? Yes, Bird?. It's cold, I know. Bird, I cannot see a thing. It's all in your mind. . I'm worried. No one will come to see us. Maybe they come but we just don't see them.
Feel what I feel. (Do what I do). Feel what I feel. (Do what I do). Feel what I feel. (Do what I do). Going away. . Feel what I feel. (Do what I do). Feel what I feel.
Blue skies are in the middle of a winter storm. While your blue eyes are looking at me like before. Still those blue skies are in the middle of a winter storm.
ion even know where she get dat shit. she reala den alot of these niggas i met. yu can tell her anything cu she dont talk like dat. shawty just a down bitch x4.
Say we the home of the free, but why so many n*ggas locked up?. You guilty til you proved differant and thats f*cked up.. How you gon tell em keep they head up when the system f*cked up?.
You've been away for so long. or maybe it was me. lately I don't recognise myself. but leave me something good. all good. . I know what's happening you're afraid to let go.
Cry if you wanna cry. there's no one stop than you. but I'm leaving my tears behind. I believe in everything. and I don't know where to stop. . I'm not sure.
And i try to kiss you goodbye. like it's the last time every time. and i try to find new ways. to say that i love you. we're tired from working full-time.
This year's got 200 weeks and. 40-something months. 19 seasons changing. and some slow, slow nights. I've been beating for two since you left here. and I can tell you there's nothing left.