Spoken:. You don't have anything personal against me do you?. You bet I've got something personal against you!. . We know. You stole our song. You were there.
Spoken:. You don't have anything personal against me do you?. You bet I've got something personal against you!. . We know you stole our song. You were there.
After all this time I guess I finally made it through. All the darkness to the point of being over you. Now and then my mind runs into your old memory.
I walk by your house. To see if you were at home. It was my only chance. I felt so alone. It always seems. I get so wound up. To feel so let down. . I get so wound up.
I'm lying beside you just thinkin' 'bout us. Too tired to go to sleep, I'm too much in love. I know I'm crazy but I can't close my eyes. I'm scared you won't be there in the morning when I rise.
We're gonna be a white minority. We won't listen to the majority. We're gonna feel inferiority. We're gonna be white minority. . White pride. You're an american.
I'm lying beside you just thinkin' 'bout us. Too tired to go to sleep, I'm too much in love. I know I'm crazy but I can't close my eyes. I'm scared you won't be there in the morning when I rise.
Love me. So I can feel the pain. Of not having made a mistake. Love me. So I can crawl into your oven. And begin to bake. Love me. (? ) burns. I'm alive.
Childhood living is easy to do. The things that you wanted, well, I bought them for you. Graceless lady, you know who I am. You know I can't let you just slide through my hands.
This feeling haunts me. Behind these eyes. The shell seems so empty. Does anything live inside?. . I want to live. I wish I was dead. . I don't even want to think I'm stuck here.
If someone asked me who I was. I'd respond in terms of us. It's hard to recall the day. . When I didn't think that way. I was one half of you and me. That was my identity.
I was so wasted. . I was a hippie. I was a burnout. I was a dropout. I was out of my head. . I was a surfer. I had a skateboard. I was so heavy, man. I lived on the strand.
Gotta trust my instincts. They seem to know what's best. Whatever anyone else thinks. That's up to them I guess. No cheap imitations. No blind invitations.
[John H. Hopkins, Jr., 1857]. . We three kings of Orient are. Bearing gifts we traverse afar.. Field and fountain, moor and mountain,. Following yonder star..
Ain't it funny how a woman can change a man overnight. From a natural born rebel to a born again kinda guy. All it took was one look in your eyes, now.
Tonight I sit right down in my room. Going over it and over it again and again. Something's got a hold of me. And I just can't seem to shake myself loose.
If you think I'll just be sittin' here waiting. That I'll be there the next time you come home. You better take a long hard look in the mirror. 'Cause that image of yourself might be gone.
I smash fists. Into my face. I feel it. . This is good. This is good. This is good. This is good. . I punch the wall. With my fists. I feel it. . This is good.
You're the kind of woman, I've been dreaming of. But I never thought that I could ever say it good enough. To win your love. . You probably think I'm foolish, you probably tell me so.
I can tell you're afraid to move any closer. You say you've learned your lesson before. And you're sure, you won't risk your love anymore. . Even though all of this may seem so familiar.