I'm always frightened. I wear my helmet every day. I'm scared the sky might tumble. Down from Heaven. . I blame my neighbors. I wish that they'd all move away.
Couldn't've done any better. Couldn't've prayed for sin to be over. Praying to nothing, praying to know. But you will never know. . I won't say it, I won't say it.
I used to think, "I've never been through it,. the deaths and stuff that make us old enough.". Old enough to love a boy whose name. I still don't know. We traded voices,.
My sister always wanted.. I always wondered what.. Thought I asked too often.. How much is never enough?. My sister used to tell me.. I used to understand..
Believe this as you convalesce. I'm seasick. I'm bleeding from open sores. Four days ago, you said soon. That we'd hit shore. . That I find it hard. It's so hard.
I noticed it when I walked out. My small white world was closing down. I wondered, I would always wonder. Why I am always sober and everyone is loaded.
You had enough yet?. Your wish came true today. Robbed on crosses, studied stars. Wished to be somewhere better. Then where you were. Well here you are. Are you happy?.
It wore him down; his head was hanging sideways,. his lids were slits.. This happened almost nightly now.. He raised the gloves and waited for another round..
And he always wrote and he always called. And he never lied 'cause he never said anything at all. . In a world of dirt, I am rainin', I'm erodin'. But which one of us? In a chorus of maybe's.
Like Elvis, like everyone. We all die, we all live on in photos. And paperbacks, if we're lucky. We're coming back. . Mother Mary over, over. Mother Mary over, over me.
Impreza bywa mokra, gdy si? znajomych spotka. U?miechy s? szerokie, toasty g??bokie. Atmosfera lu?na, natura ludzka pr?na. Zabawa zwykle fajna, gdy bawi si? ferajna.
There was a guy. An under water guy who controlled the sea. Got killed by ten million pounds of sludge. From New York and New Jersey. . This monkey's gone to Heaven.
"They are bitter little people. The are gonna scream a bit. The image of a little troublemaker. Animal lunatic. Maybe we can stick'em with it. Choke'em in solutions.
Open Areas. Was the name of the book. He never, never, never wrote. . Man overboard, man overboard. Man overboard. . We paved the roads. We really blanketed everything.
For the last twenty years,. She was sure and just waiting to leave.. She would shake in her sleep,. And over and over repeat,. There's plenty of time to bury.
Never before have I been lost, I swear. It gets on my nerves. I'm trying to figure out just when and where. We took a wrong turn. . No maps - NO MAPS.
"I know you" she said. "You're that guy from my TV. You're that guy who killed all those kids". We got off to a pretty good start. . Oh, boy, look what we've won.
Oh, my lover, you want a kiss?. Oh, my lover, I'll give gifts of my sickness. My lover my mother my sister my son anyone. I'll be the one to smother your fears,.
I'm tired of all this bullshit. This fucked up neighborhood. I'll set the streets on fire. And burn this house for good. . Let's start a fucking riot.
Never won a medal for bravery. Never won a medal for tact. Never thought 'the truth' would enslave me. turn me into something too close to a liar. I'm joining the circus, I'm going away.