you got to live with the pain every time i read about your fucking story. and the way they've become.. they're all the fucking same, after all this time after all these years,.
Resting.... Though the heart not pounds. Feelings are still alive but somewhere else. In that belief we watch over the dead. Standing aside their graves.
It feels like glue I'm in. And part of me died and made you king. Of all you see. And all I know now. Is I never grieved. It's never been in me. . So get out of the fast lane if you see me.
My Baby Thinks She's French. My Baby Thinks She's French. She plays a spanish guitar. At the coffee bar. She's takin' self-defence. My Baby Thinks She's French.
I used to be blind. Living inside a dream someone had created. Without knowing where I really was. Searching my mind for the answer. My hands was still shaking.
"plain as day the industry was starving. i'll light your flame. turn away and leave the prize to others. i'm on way. set me up. pave my way. i'm reaching out.
This is day for something new. I have changed more than you. And my hands haven't hurt. Anyone like you. . It takes a long time to forget. What you wanna leave behind.
Please understand me everything's all right. I just musta notta gotta lotta sleep last night. . I was high flyin' down Riverside Drive. Rockin' to the radio man alive.
war. where blood spills in my dreams.. they wont take me alive.. the battle lines are clearly drawn. and its dichotomized between soldiers and common man..
The feeling I thought you shared. Was never there. And still you turn around pretending that you care. With every lie. You make it hard. You've gotta let somebody down.
Let the hands fall to the floor. Allow these pupils to see organs. A telescopic view is almost arousing. No more holiness in denial. The trojan army is just a farce.
I was mindin' my own business down on Deep Elum Street. The sun was comin' up and the birds was singin' sweet. When a car come around the corner, long and lean and brown.
Sometimes I wonder why. They never could, could let me die. Your body is my resting place now. Can't move or speak like before. I'm limited inside your thoughts.
I feel that I can't spread my wings today. Passing bells they are disturbing my mind. I feel that I do something wrong. It feels like pressing me again.
Bright explosion in the sky. A light that burnt my eyes made me come alive. I thought I'd seen a sign, prayed that I was right. As tears filled my eyes, blurred the scene.
Stand up for what's right,. Everything you said to me, it turned out to be lies,. Your words came out, Your eyes rolled back,. and now your fucking trust is gone,.
Me and Billy the Kid never got along. I didn't like the way he cocked his hat. and he wore his gun all wrong.. We had the same girlfriend. and he never forgot it.
There's a hitch in the step. The tower is leading. Grown a thousand years. In a single heartbeat. . Ripped and torn at the seams. Ripped and torn at the seams.
Let me be weak. I want to cry quietly. Be like calm see. At least this little moment. And you are the wind. So calm and peaceful. You are the morning.