The angels sing of someone coming down. To wake us from a sleep that's broken. Deeply won't shut up again. Must be some sort of sign for us. That things are going to change.
I got a letter this morning. What do you reckon it read?. It said the gal you love is dead. I got a letter this morning. What do you reckon it read?. .
Load up all your friends man I'm trippin' like a fuckhead. Bore us all again with your drivel kill the big dead. Breathe in, breathe out you little fuck.
You Say That You're Hurtin'. That Your Woman's Been Doin' You Wrong. She Won't Admit It. Your Friend Told You It's Over, But You're Not Sure. But You've Known It All Along.
No one understands me,. Actually is boring.. . Sweat tells lies.. and the rain invites tears.. Yesterday's dream stays a dream.. and there is nothing here wrth belivg.
white powder snow is falling. the wind knocks on the window. i dreamt the rest of my dream. as i touched your cold cheek. ah the songs of the birds are happy on a sleepy day.
Do we rock, do we rock?. Do we rock, do we rock?. . C'mon, c'mon, c'mon. Do we rock, yeah, yeah?. Take it to the top, yeah, yeah. Don't you stop, yeah, yeah, woah?.
my coat, leave behind my coat and my belt,. leave behind my coat and all that,. i don't want it back.... it's called undertown and it's over that way..
Deep six come to bare, good night and take care. Who knows maybe our luck could change. Polyurethane people live in the rain. Who knows maybe our luck could change.
Here's a thought if you're willing to listen. I only tell the truth of the feelings I'm given. . Can you hear me now? Listen. Whispers in the rain, listen.
In ziua ce vine,. Poate ma vei asculta.... Am ales si rau si bine;. O parte din mine las in grija ta.... Nopti fara vise, intrebari fara raspuns,. Imi trezesc din amintire sufletul ascuns....
It's biting, it's teething, it's biting, I'm bleeding. It's calling, it's crawling, it's calling and I'm falling. . The perfect sound of middle ground.
Cuando era pequeño me enseñaron. A perder la inocencia gota a gota. Qué idiotas!. . Cuando fui creciendo aprendí. A llevar como escudo la mentira. Qué tontería!.
Home is a consequence, made of all you think you want to know. Life has not offeder me anywhere that I'd call home. . Pre-chorus:. Did you want me to taste you? can you touch me?.
I love the sound of your tears. I can't listen anymore. Are you choking on your words?. He never got on his knee. If one little push is all it took. Maybe one would help to realize.