I never thought I'd lie. but you don't wanna know. so now there's a divide. though we used to be close. in order to be nice. I'll only show you half. the rest I gotta hide.
Bobby Boy's full of bravado. His girlfriend looks like Bridgette Bardot. He got drunk and crashed his car. He is such a superstar. . He's a supercharged lover.
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Sex is a secondary thing. Doomed to come dumb and king. What's your preference?. Come on now and talk some sense. . Do you know where to draw the line?.
A danish and coffee to take away. By cab I'm only minutes away. From breakfast at Tiffany's. A place I feel so much at ease. . The man upstairs is trying to sleep.
This is a place that takes place in a freezer. Count your blessings, It's far removed. from your group of peers. from your circle. . Five little rooms, one for each of my husbands.
Summer's almost here and the evening's getting warm. Screw my head on a different way. Hug my pillow and try not to count the days. . Winter's gone away and the mornings aren't so cold.
Of course, I knew that you lived near. I guess that I will just have to suffer. I moved around a lot this year. Trust me to end up near an ex-lover. .
Go home, I'd like to. Stumble to bed. And lay beside you. Until we're even. Or romantically bored. Whichever comes first. . Go home, I'm trying. But I've been misled.
Oh sea legs please don't fail me now. I pray lord please help me right. This ship today. Cause I can't take much more. Of this strain on my battered hull..
How come you do me like you do, do, do?. How come you do me like you do?. Why do you try to make me feel so blue?. I've done nothing to you. . Do me right or else just let me be.
Take my eyes. Compare your own damnation. You are the same. A fallen soul. . Breaking the soul, my words are worthless. Fading through time, my confidence deceased.
Prepared to fight until I die. Shadowed by fear in flames I stand. The reaper waits for me to call to him. . This is the only life I have. And my faith commands my strength.
Waking in floods of sweat. Vision returning. My hearts in overdrive. . I sink so low that hell is heaven. The high is gone, I must escape this. Inner loathing, that is my captor.
On winds of death. Hate filled and unforgiving. No life is spared. In death we are all equal. . As cities fall. Monarchs and clergy with them. Judgment has risen.
We are awakened by the darkness. Roam the surface of the earth. We are the children of the restless. The broken and the cursed. We are. We are. We are awakened by the darkness.
Leeching on life's crying vein. Sucking out the passion and the dream. This is the hour of need. . Allies and foes unite or dark princes will prevail.
Poisoned hearts without a conscience. Bringing down your people with the hand of greed. Death resonates from your smile, backing the world into silence.
Now I love to sing that good old Taylor blues. I love to sing that good old Taylor blues. When we want a little drink. I swear we just can't lose. . Now you see, Mr. Melrose, standin' in the floor.
Foul blanket settles, brings devastation. Hate in our hearts, blood on our hands. This fractured peace, raw bones defending. Black hearted war is never ending.