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crippled in regret. as it etches through. the words i cant forget. creep back to me. and this slow torment. just drags on. . I drown in defeat. you were never mine to keep.
I looked through towards the light,. The night held me clutched in tight,. I reached out but you got stuck again,. Your hands slipped out and I lost hope again..
your narrow road feeds fear,. it strangles my thoughts,. fraying me to rags,. as i crack out, my words.. . i can feel,. i can feel,. i feel my throat closing round,.
your smile lit his soul,. and your eyes kept him tall,. your light wrote the way,. but four hundred days later he's cold.. . and now he sighs,. as his hope runs dry,.
Ja vielleicht glaubst du es ist, hoffnungslos,. Es ist unerreichbar viel zu Groß.. Ja vielleicht bin ich auch irgendwie,. Durchgeknallt mit Herz und Seele..
We keep on getting there. We'll keep on until we do. I wouldn't hold my breath if I were you. Right now this could be anywhere. . We keep on getting there.
Oh brutal bimbo beauty. Nonsensically sublime. This hammy Armageddon. Turns out to be yours and mine. . Your face is just the ticket to everything. I ever wanted to see.
That I'm afraid and I'm not afraid, is that. Why cut it fine in a ludicrous hat. My prick, my very spirit. . My prick, my very spirit. My very stupid blood.
The window is wobbling. Rain no doubt. Four part water, one part poison. I really could do without. . You can have my Picasso. Please lie down. Your funerary nakedness remains.
Our curious leader knows what's best. How we're signal bound now to existential sex. Our curious leader has such a lovely daughter. We wash their feet and quench our thirst with the same water.
The atomic structure. Of this caress. Massive, silent and numb. As light as consciousness. . The past is as silent. As the present is ancient. Tirelessly evil.
I copy love really badly more often than not. All too little I've wanted an awful lot. So I keep blowing you up, you keep coming apart. It's this dirty big, dirty great, dirty beating heart.
The beast box. The beast box. . Elvis Presley's body perfectly preserved. . There's a lot of stories going around. I don't think it's right. Are the neighbors really thinking.
You keep forgetting the lines, the lines that show. Where you were bound long ago. Animal in the mirror. . Live out another mise en scne. Somebody else's summer again.
Candice Morganauer's gone to join. The quick and the dead clever. Tonight we're seeing her final film. Her crowning endeavor. . She washed herself for years.
Love will bring you happiness. And love will bring you sorrow. Love can be here today, yeah. If you don't watch out it'll be gone tomorrow. . But oh baby, are you listenin' baby?.
I'm reaching out for your love. You are the only one, I'm thinking of. Let me touch you babe, with all my heart. Try to promise me we'll never part. .
Well, my mama called me Luther. And my daddy calls me son. Yes, my mother called me Luther. And my daddy calls me son. . Yes, you know my woman called me a fool.