Oooh, the slightest touch.... Oooh, the slightest touch.... . I thought I knew how to handle my emotions. Until you lit the fuse that triggered the explosion.
I don't want to be here. In this world.. I don't want to be here. In this world.. But I don't know where I'd go. I don't know where I'd go. So I have to stay alive.
Small wooden building,. on a road in the middle of nowhere;. trees catch fire,quite close by,. the sun bleaches your bones.. cattle grazing,cattle bells ring,.
I fell asleep with my clothes on. Dropped my keys on the front lawn. Waking up I watch the drool a-gleaming. . From my mouth to the carpet it is streaming.
Ooh ooh, oh oh oh oh yeah. I'll give you what you need, baby. (This is how it goes). . As I lay asleep last night. I was dreaming about you loving me.
Here lies the old myth,. Breaking the mold with,. Truth to take away the trickery.. Twenty centuries of progress,. Suffer slowly as we regress,. Losing headway to ourselves..
You've been taken for the fools you are. There's no more money at the bottom of the purse. Black looks at the breakfast table. Life goes on from bad to worse.
Hear we go. Mmm, thats the way I like it. Mmm, yeah baby, woh. . I wanna to get to know you. But youre so hard to reach. Your body tells me something, honey.
Everything still speeding up.. The shark then left us in the dust.. And we were more and more apart.. Scattered among the stars.. Everything is still cooling down..
In the factory of wines. He organised the system. Stealing bottles out for other people. Through various means. In the factory of wines. They drank together happily.
I have been scarred so deep by life and cold despair, and brittle bones were broken far beyond repair. I have leveled lies so deep, the truth may never find. And inside my faithless heart, I stole things never mine..
Take a look at me, wired to a machine. Never would believe it, this can't be happening. Boxes that go beep, little lights that leap. Tapping on a keyboard, what's happening to me.
Occupy your quiet corner,. as everybody does,. who does not wish. to raise their voice,. or lacks the courage necessary;. nervous,in a sea of faces;. endless,ever-changing,.
New love, new beginning. And I will start with you. Just listen. . Look how it just begun. Starting a new love, here I come. I'm heading for a good time, baby.
Keith is a vegetarian./ Not vegan 'cause he drinks his dairy and./ He's not like me who also eats meat./ He protests the war with the sandals on his feet./ Omnivores for mediocrity! (several times)/ Helpless vegetables are trapped,/ for killing only them you should be slapped./ At least a cow can run and be free./ Omnivores for mediocrity..
Dear mother. Dear father.. Can you answer some questions. They're stealing my friends. Like they broke all my toys. Taking my freedom. Crushing my hope..
Up until the middle of the 20th century,. many Americans believed in the idea known as the "Manifest Destiny.". It held that all of North America,. from sea to shining sea,.
We've been so close to each other. Can't think of a moment that you weren't there. We've been through so much together. Can't think of a feeling that we haven't shared.
She wanted to be a mother -. The final touch -. Towards their picture of domestic bliss. They failed, though, the audition. For adoption. "What can I do" he thought.