Already dead. So kill my head. There's a sun in his eyes. It won't go away. I'm already dead. Why is it I can't kill my...?. . He would never sleep. Said, I didn't mind it at all.
When I look at you, heaven's on fire. I wish I didn't know you better, but it's pointless. One look at you, and heaven's on fire. . When I look at you, I reach for a piano wire.
I sometimes got so tired of our game. I wanted you to feel the same. And did I say I liked you on the plane?. I wanted you you to feel the same. . I wanted you you to feel the same.
You've spent some time in the morning sun. But what goes up must come down. . And you can feel the sunshine fading. And it's too soon but you're stuck waiting.
Freddie I know. When your time comes it won't be pretty, no. You reap what you sow. . You and your friends. The Trojan horse you came in left a stench.
Domestic scene what's missing here?. Leaving just in time. . Social climbers at the frontier. But I refuse that climb. . I'm leaving just in time. I'm leaving just in time.
Change your mind. We'll drink some other time. One night out. You won't miss out on much. . I won't be heald responsible this time. It's not my fault if you don't change your mind.
Hey wait, oh please wait. Don't rush off, you won't be late. Oh wait, yes he'll wait. The engines running at the gate. . Don't believe what you've heard.
Asleep for twenty years with this feeling. But I was on your side. And he's spent some 20 years with this feeling. Of being lost inside. He was lost inside.
It's all about our love. So shall it be forever, never ending. After all this time. After all is said and done. . We have seen some suffering, baby. It has not always been perfect.
It's always a relief to see you again. It's as if you don't change and you always complain. . We hate different things. And different tastes. How people sing.
Maxwelton braes are Bonnie. Where early falls the dew. And it was there that Annie Laurie. Gave me her promise true. . Gave me her promise true. Which never forgot will be.
I'm proud of both my hands. I just won't get loud about it. I'm proud of both my hands. I just won't get loud about it. Don't want to shout about it. Can't brag about it, no.
Falling against what you know. Falling against the tide. Oh what you want. Is it what you want?. Is this what you want?. . Because we are young. And things are wrong.
1995 is missing buses. It's walking fifteen miles to see your love. It's knowing you're alive through all the fuzz. It's never coming down from going up.
Please accept this. as a token. of my sincere gratitude. I'm not joking. . There's the singing. the provoking. and all the promises made. That were broken.
I, I need to break free from a memory. Make it two or three. Is all I need. And I, I've got to leave this penitentiary. Because it's literally killing me.