Little girl, it's a great big world. But there's only one of me. You can't touch 'cause I cost too much but. . Tonight, I'm gonna rock you. Tonight, I'm gonna rock you.
Crave for no more, nor the self that would. Not even that which always is there. Needy of naught, but to be constrained. From any care and want of a selfish urge.
Quiet smiles, what you hide product of frustration. No regrets for what you feel, don't pray that it's mistaken. . Crawl, starting the machine. Embellish everything that made you want me.
Bolder than the pirates who used to rule the sea. Braver than the natives who never heard of tea. They never knew what hit them, said the Spaniards later on.
Lost in an orbit ride,. climb onto your highest mountain,. find the fountain. Wandering through shadows, on and on. Climb on higher find the fountain.
There's a pulse in the new-born sun. A beat in the heat of noon. There's a song as the day grows long. And a tempo in the tides of the moon. . It's all around us and it's everywhere.
___________________________________. . I'm infected by you,. I feel so sick. I've always focused on my own impurities. Its the way I believe,. I'm suffering.
In ancient times hundreds of years before the dawn of history. Lived an ancient race of people, the druids. No one knows who they were, or what they were doing.
If it breathes, choke it. If it breathes, choke it. If it breathes. . How do I smile this way?. I shed the light but still I. The fear that starts my day.
Conclude with error, idiosyncratic deeds. Synthetic habitat, comprehension, consciousness. All senses are astray. Infected selfish greed. . Unpleasant frame of mind.
The curse of darkness falls. Upon the hands of sin. When everybody looks away. The master shuffles. Without guilt to make them win. And we lose another day.
Late afternoon in the open air. A human sea made out of mud and hair. Ain't nothing like a festival crowd. There's too many people so we play too loud.
It dies. Drowned in bottled misery. Decay a design of the therapy. At birth. Broke, it's out of control. Repeating the cycle and evolving down a hole.
Life as it seemed to the circling man. As he gazed into discarded land. Was a ride on a carousel of faith. Then he flew away. . He travelled far through his worn out mind.
Springtime is on my mind. Flower bloomin', all the time. Smell the roses, smell the grass. Old man winter can kiss my ass. . Don't you think that it's a pity?.
short and sweet, my baby's all mine. head to feet, she's barely 4'9". she don't come up to here and she stays down there. she don't come up to here if you know what i mean.
Words, all words worth nothing with you. Mistaken meaning, a constantly spreading,. dreaded dark disease. Truth itself untrue to those who stop to think.
Undo this guilt. Bathing in filth. . Grey, that lurks inside of me. Grey, feel I can't take it. Grey, that works inside of me. Grey. . Slowly I run. Hurt me for fun.
Workin' on a sex farm. Tryin' to raise some hard love. Gettin' out my pitch fork. Pokin' your hay. . Scratchin' in your hen house. Sniffin' at your feedbag.
Bury the one I used to know. The memory is fading. Feels like and endless suicide. Degenerating. Withdrawal. Rewrite. You're overcompensating. Suspend belief.