I'm seventeen, I'm seventeen. I'm seventeen years old. This can't be happening. I'm seventeen, I'm seventeen. I'm seventeen years old. This can't be happening.
Now I sit and stare into the burning sun. It all fades to black in this sanitarium. Now I don't care if tomorrow never comes. I've got some new friends in this sanitarium.
Get on the rodeo that is your life. Check it out. . Beat on me. Spill my insides out on the ground. Cut on me. I will go when I say die. . I will rot away.
Well now and forever the moment's gone and time runs out. And then it hits you with the pain, the things are great on the way up. But nobody is with you when you're on the way down.
Driving home late one night. Under lazy moon and green dashboard light. Turned on the radio. Heard a voice I heard before say.
Look who came by again. For friendly old times. To see me. How long can you stay. Did you bring your disease. That makes me breathe. What you don't know.
Will I wake up, is it a dream I made up?. No, I guess, it's reality what will change us. Or will we mess up our only chance. To connect with a dream?.
Space, light, sound and mind exactly what is real. Into a universe we fly we are her will. In my space suite out among the stars. I look and feel them on my radar.
You know. What it feels like. To be naked. To be ground by. . Giant pennywheels yeah. Giant pennywheels. Giant pennywheels yeah. Giant pennywheels. . I dream, yeah.
Well she was. Clearly nervous. She asked me if I would drive. And I noticed. Then I knew. She had been drinking. And I always could. Read between the lines.
To begin but not complete, to sleep but not to wake. To always be lost and to never find the way. . No thoughts or memory, no hope or tragedy. A mirror awaits to a reflection of the face.
If I was dirt that filled up your life. If I was dirt, so pure and so refined. I'd be the dirt that. That blackened all that shined. . Which one would show a purity?.
Hey my lackluster love. You are my one and only drug. I'll give you anything at all. Even though it might be pain. . Relax killer you're a God. Everything fits so damn hard.
She was a waitress but convinced she was a dead movie star. Reincarnated to live the life of a queen. But the real scars she was nursing was not from a man.
See you naked in the bath. Cigarette stains on your hands. Wilted flowers in a vase. I ask "How are you? Yeah how are you?". . I see your lipstick on your glass.
As two brothers, the walking dead. Pray for silence the other said. In one shot to the sky. The other held down by disguise. . Sex for an angry man. And to whores they can count on him.
[Japan Release]. Well she was clearly nervous. cause she asked me if she could. drive. and I knew how did I know. she had drinking. And I always could read between.
This little penny is to dream on. To make all your wishes come true. Hip hip hooray. I'm in my big black holiday. No bulls died today. To a very unappreciative earth and sky.
you know the love of roses the love of bright red roses make your love rise.. you want to show your love am i right all you need is a rose that has your love in it..
Take my lips and sew them shut. Without words I'll dry up and blow away. She said that we were both so out of touch. And when we talked we'd say things.