Temporary living for a temporary life.. ( I thought you knew ) Temporary living.. Blanketed in bubble wrap, kept my heart in a doggie bag.. 9 to 5 in the portolet, hold my zip-loc dreams while I styrofoam..
Hljóða nótt er allt sem áður var,. átti fley en man ei lengur hvar,. flúinn, farinn, hvað er sagt og séð,. satt er vont ef lygi fylgir með.. Reysir sverð og skjöld..
I wouldn't mind being alone,. if I could find a way for me to not be there.. I just can't shake me.. Bled being dry dry, a weight that broke my back..
Heim á leið, held ég nú. hugurinn þar er. hugurinn þar.. . Ljós um nótt, lætur þú. loga handa mér. loga handa. Það er þyngsta raun þetta úfna hraun.. .
Tak mína hönd, lítum um öxl leysum bönd.. Frá myrkri martröð sem draugar vagg' og. velta, lengra, lægra, oft vilja daginn svelta.. . Stór, agnarögn, oft er dýrð í dauðaþögn..
Once near, now remote.. Not just far, remote.. Saw you downtown, remote.. Eyes shifting, around and around.. Remote.. I'm sure it's cold inside your room..
Morningleaver starts her day.. Morningleaver's got her way: never stay.. At a loss for clever entrance lines,. the room's just the same once you're in..
What happened to the good old days, I don't know.. You would know if I know, 'cause I'd say so.. I've been living in them since 1980, 90, thousand.. What happened to the good ole days,she said..
Hit the road and you ignite.. Just add Pabst and eyes grow wild.. I know this town has got you down. and you can't take the pain she brings,. so fuck old friends you've got four here,.
Sometimes I'd like to know the insides of my wrists. Sometimes I'd like to do what does not happen after this. It's crazy, but it seems, nothing but let down.
Don't expect what you've been expecting.. Don't look for love here, no love to be found.. Gruesome on the upstroke, painful going down.. It's gonna be a dark, dark night..
Here it is I hide,. independently confined to this Half Friend Town.. Prisoner where I reside,. cower from the Gainesville eye.. Welcome to Half Friend Town..
Goloso! buscas hacerte el ms rico. Por indio siempre soy el jodido. Odio siento, ya no tengo remedio. Hoy te secuestro y voy a mocharte un oido.. . Negocio de ratero.
Soy el rey de la selva. Por su bien no se acerca. En esta jaula o afuera. . Soy el rey de la selva. Mato al que no se acuerda. A huevo te hacen perro.
You like your coffee black,. your neighborhood white,. your lights are out at nine o' clock at night.. Are you affraid of everything, or just the truth?.
fifteen years in the jail. . fucking gays with cock. scape, now i'm free. as hard, must serve. . a pretty mouth around. My hot cock, letting taste. . drinking in the bars.