My eyes burn. Everybody smokes. My eyes burn. Everybody smokes. I smoke too. But not as much as you. I do the smoke detector. . There is a girl in a tank top.
Let's try a new change. Let's try a new change. Let's try a new change. Then we'll go on back to the old one. Like we've done so many times before. . And I'll buy a new brain.
And I'm not going back into rags or in the hole. and our bruises are coming. but we will never fold. . and I was your silver lining. as the story goes.
i used to think if i could realize i'd die. then i would be a lot nicer. used to believe in a lot more. now i just see straight ahead. . that's not to say i don't have good times.
room 8 the invite says. come and surpise you're oldest friend. the door's ajar, what's behind. in room 8, room 8, room 8. . cards are found in boxes there.
Time takes a cigarette, puts it in your mouth. You pull on your finger, then another finger, then the. cigarette. The wall-to-wall's calling, it lingers, then you forget.
pull the ripchord. the ship has lost its sail. your mama's got a new man. your daddy always fails. and you're eating again. at them. 'cause nobody loves you.
We've come through some tough times. But we've come through them together,. All of us from every race, every religion and ethnic background.. All that we've done and all that we mean to do.
There are worse ways for. a guy to spend his time. than to sit and think of you. i think i'd marry you. just your smile. leaves me satisfied. though you're not mine.
there are worse ways for a guy to spend his time. than to sit and think of you. i think i'd marry you. just your smile. leaves me satisfied. though you're not mine.
There's no need for depression. And no I don't have the blues. Wouldn't wanna go to heaven. If I can't go there with you. And yes I still count my blessings.
Tucked in the woods. Near North Chicago. Early November. Commences our saga. Two loved in silence. For fear of corruption. Then fate chimed in. With an evil grin and a mighty interruption.
There's blood in my mouth 'cause I've been biting my tongue all week. I keep on talkin' trash but I never say anything. And the talkin' leads to touchin'.
There's blood in my mouth 'cause I've been biting my tongue all week. I keep on talkin' trash but I never say anything. And the talkin' leads to touchin'.
if you're scared and it shows cause you're watching them grow. and traveling blows when you're out of road. and when you jump up the earth wants you back.
build your own television receiver. staying home can't be that bad for me. cause i'm not scared. but i'd like some extra spare time. easily earn me big money.
A thousand miles from Indiana,. but I'm not moving; I'm not leaving.. A thousand miles from who I want to be,. but I'm not dead yet. I'm still breathing,.
Papillan busted free,. though it took him 'til he was sixty-three,. and nobody cared about the Goddamned inquiry.. And Daga stayed on the farm,. though he found no cause for alarm..
The paint's peeling off the streets again. And I drive and I close my eyes in Michigan.. And I feel nothing, not brave.. It's a hard day for breathing again.....