Some diss it some doubt it I cant live without. Im talking about the things I feel and who I feel them for. Affection devotion confidence from no when.
I'd love to get inside your head and let's be blunt. There are other words that rhyme as well. But that's just the way I am. Understand that I am underneath your spell.
I cant take it anymore. Ill smash the fucking door. Then Ill spread the gasoline. And light a match to wrap the scene. . Yeah I cant take this anymore.
I found love. I finally found love. . I found someone. Who will always love me. Ive found. Deep inside. Something I cannot hide. It was you. Only you.
waiting every day. I've been patient in every way. and I feel my time has come. once in a life time love. I wont waste it but I just got to say. . I'm all lied up it be nice to.
Outrageous illusion. Solution for your needs. Desire requires. Elevation if u please. Sensation overload. Brings me to my knees. Absolute freedom. I choose whomever I please.
Sitting in the dining room, surrounded by all these fools. Laughing along and putting on, the greatest show theyve ever known. But I cant take it anymore, struggling hard to endure.
I came. Like a child to cleansing waters. There stood. And angel calling me. I felt sensations. Through my body. Not one. Word was spoken to me. . Wholly.
To whom it may concern. Whatever your address. I didn't think I'd have the nerve. To write this I confess. To get it off my chest. But now that I have your attention.
things i do, things i do. baby this is hard to tell you. but i feel like maybe, maybe we can do much better, uh. cause all we do is fight and that is getting old.
All the kids around me, aspire to do their best. Proud parents and teachers judging the contest. But I am just too lazy, too bored out of my mind. Beating away in the bathroom until I went blind.
I roam the streets at night, looking for a fight. I want the city to burn, a lesson to be learned. Im wasted and confused, broken and abused. Dad says its a sign of the generation decline.
One, two, three. . You might remember this conversation when you get older. You may recall the warning signs by the road. But if you lose all recollection or misplace your sense of direction.
Once upon a time. When things were new. Our eyes wide. We saw the world anew. We sang our songs and we danced along. Reaching for our dreams. Now its been so long since our view was clear.
I didnt mean to disappoint you mom. But Im growing up and Im feeling like a time bomb. Im a troublemaker, a liar and Im up to no good. And Ive done nothing of the things that I promised I should.
My soul has never been so moved. I know this must be love. I look at you and see. Everything I ever wanted. My hope is you feel exactly what I feel for you.
The time on the clock on the wall in the bedroom. Tells him it's time to leave. Last glass of wine drowns the changes. She wipes her eyes on her sleeve.
I was holding up a cigarette. And trying to find my mouth. Trying hard to look so cool. Like any other ticket tout. . People sipping on each other's blood.
We walk down this road. Just us together. Wont let any obstacles. Block our way. With everyday comes another chapter. And in my mind this. Is how well stay.
Well, I was arrested for disturbing the peace. But hey, I was disturbing the war. I was holding a small white handkerchief. Singing, "Please, don't fight, no more".