You're obsessed with finding a new brain,. But what you need is a new body.. It feels your brain has lived a thousand lives before. And the skin you call your home.
The absence of God will bring you comfort, baby. And planning's for the poor so let's pretend that we're rich. And I'm not my body or how I choose to destroy it.
En tyst minut. Vi blundar och firar att vi finns. Vi tror, vi ber, vi minns. Nr andras liv tog slut. Herre Gud. Jag ber dig. Lmna oss ifred. Du har visat med besked att du kan.
Om du ser dig omkring s vaknar du till liv. Du r blind av nedstmdhet, du missar att jag finns. . Nra dig, jag str mitt framfr dig. Men allt du ser r svart.
the moonlight won't hide. the moonlight won't hide. the moonlight won't hide. these cryin' eyes. these cryin' eyes. . the highways are free and clear.
It almost looks as when the sun rise when you open your eyes and it's amazing. I lay beside you every morning waiting for that main thing when you look at me.
Happy birthday, you're halfway to 60. You have no land of your own. A job you despise. And a lover that's mean. . And you started noticing a disturbing thing.
Jag har frlorat allt hopp. Vi kan inte stta stopp. Fr allt som faller ner frn himlen. . Nej, inga fler besked. Jag orkar inte med nt mer. Jag gmmer mig, fr allt som r i himlen.
(Ray Buzzeo). . Let's write a song about the love that grew and then just died. We'll tell about the times we laughed and the times we cried. And it will be the saddest song that's ever heard.
I had one friend in high school recently he hung himself with string. His note said. "If livin' is the problem, well that's just baffling.". And at the wake I waited around to see my ex first love.
Ask any young man in this town who is over thirteen. To tell you about the things and places he's seen. If he tells you somethin' 'bout women you hadn't known.
What about her, what about him. What about the hearts we're gonna break. Oh, I love you but what about them?. . What about him I made vows I'm not forsakin' them.
Sometimes in the morning I am petrified and can't move. Awake but cannot open my eyes. And the weight is crushing down on my lungs. I know I can't breathe.
I'm just of real sad folk. And '85 was our best year. And she says it gets much worse. Before it gets any better. . So I take it with a grain of salt for the other means.
(Ed Bruce). . There was a time I really thought it did some good. To get down on my knees to you and I would. But baby now that's all changed today's a brand new day.
Searching my broken mind. I just cant seem to close my eyes. I stutter through a conversation. Only to learn I contributed nothing. Lying down around the house, trying to be unconscious.
Twenty five the season dope. Three sheets to the wind like a close line rope. He's a spider on the web. . She was a tiny woman , he could sense. Her developing body was just the beginning.
(Johnny Paycheck). . It's a vicious circle he and I are loving in. He loves everyone around but me. Each time he leaves I say I'll never take him back again.
The time for rest is here. We've had a restless year. I can't believe were coming back. To find out all the things I lack. . You are the only way to live.
Sippin' Shirley Thompson is a gas. Anytime you see her you can always count on Shirley for a blast. She knows more words with just four letters than the dictionary ever had.