like rats from the wreckage. we patrol the decay. through the ash and the darkness. the scavengers pillage what's wasted away. . and power corrodes and compromises.
Ie played off devastation. I told you it didn't mean that much. but this world keeps on closing in on me. whenever we fall out of touch. . it's those subtle differences.
How are you feeling?. How does someone like you elude the moral quarantine. does your repression only serve the greater lie. as you abuse and objectify.
He broke his old guitar if he couldn't make it sing. The strings had grown so worn, they made his fingers bleed. Soon after the event he made an acquaintance.
In pile of unpaid bills. There's a letter sent from Philadelphia. In a familiar hand, she hasn't opened it just yet. There's no telling what is says. Oh darling please, I'm down on one knee.
The first time that I met her I was throwing up in the ladies room stall. She asked me if I needed anything; I said, "I think I spilled my drink". And that's how it started (or so I'd like to believe)....
I hate it when you say you need me.. You don't need me.. I hate even worse that I need you.. It kills me.. When I was young I loved to be by myself, all alone..
A Valentine's Day party,. I didn't think you'd show.. You don't like making entrances alone.. You've got a new friend.. You've got a new friend.. Likes to go to movies..
I can see the chill in the air between us. I can feel the winter coming, we're frozen in our stares. And we know there's a world outside of these insults and injuries.
send me to bed.. my head's drowning out the thick and blurry sounds. of horses on the highway.. the days are running down. and i'm drowning out this overwhelming sad..
Be positive. Be positive. No matter what you do. For all the hardships life can bring. A smile will see you through. Be positive. Be positive. And life will be a dream.
He was a little bit Emo, he loved his sweaters and his Thursday too. While she was talking about Ian, he was dreaming of Brand New. She was a little bit hardcore, wore a Bane shirt and had an edge tattoo.
Say goodbye to peace and clam. Because they've decided who to bomb. Big plans at the pentagon, so I turn my TV on. All I see is Girls Gone Wild, and "who's the daddy of this child?".
We had a bike behind the garden shed. Dust off the cobwebs. And I pushed on. . I had to get across two major roads. Yeah, thats pretty big. For a three year old.
Let bygones be bygones,. your silly games make me tired,. i am from the moon,. so i feel like i can see your world. . but i've been blind,. so blind, cause i didnt know,.
Wake up feeling good. Go to bed frequently lost in the wood. A soldiers tale of soul winning love. No drunken stuff spewing out of my mouth. All over now, out.
No time to spare,. Knife the air, kids beware.. . Fight off a fit,. Loose my bit, catch my wits.. . Alone at last.. Refuge from the smoke and gin,. Time to check what s left within..
From the bed to the car, let us stick to you now. And then move on, move on. Out of school, into home, let us swallow you whole. Or just hold on, hold on.
You can make up a list. Of the things you want could be anything. When you've crossed them all off. And there's nothing left to start again. . The occasional milestone on your path.
All the angels on the wire. Getting dizzy from the heights. Go carefully, carefully. Oh, airstream driver. . She shoots but never misses. Stare down passin traffic.