Você me pergunta. Aonde eu quero chegar. Se há tantos caminhos na vida. E pouca esperança no ar. E até a gaivota que voa. Já tem seu caminho no ar. O caminho do fogo é a água.
Mamãe, não quero ser prefeito. Pode ser que eu seja eleito. E alguém pode querer me assassinar. Eu não preciso ler jornais. Mentir sozinho eu sou capaz.
Coyotes tiptoe in the snow after dark. At home with the ghosts in the national parks. Mankind's behavin' like some serial killers. Giant ol' monsters afraid of the sharks.
Their custom concern for the people. Build up the monuments and steeples. To wear out our eyes. . I get up just about noon. My head sends a message for me.
You go right through me. I go right through but I'm about to. Go on reminding you. I am about to see you through it. . Your mouth, not mind is open wide.
Soon the chain reaction started in the parking lot. Waiting to bleed on the big streets. That bleed out on the highways and. Off to others cities built to store and.
Well, Cowboy Dan's a major player in the cowboy scene. He goes to the reservation drinks and gets mean. He's gonna start a war. He hops in his pickup puts the pedal to the floor.
Well, I might be a lot of things but I won't be ignored. When I see you coming, the chariots of the Lord. Well, the pale horses are riding and the Judgment Day's at hand.
Mic checka checker, never hack a. Story-observin'-time this time I ain't the wrecker. Of brainpan, veins and there's a gameplan. Grind teeth, in a small timespan.
Wish and stay green like the hornet. Keep kickin' like kato. Wish my middlefinger never pointed. To those who always act so-so. Insane to drain out the character.
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I would come out just see you. Dancing freely by the sunset. Like the sun you'd shine brightly. . We'd spend hours by the curbside. Telling stories under streetlights.
I wish that I could float. Float up from the ground. I will never know. What that's like. . You have a way about you. I wish that I had. Thought it was impossible.
So she stands and waits and waits at the school gate. They're late, they come, so dumb. In two cars when they agreed one. And it's gone wrong on her birthday.
Here in Cologne. I know I said it wrong. I walked you to the train. And back across alone. To my hotel room. And ordered me some food. And now I'm wondering why the floor has suddenly become a moving target.
Fred Jones was worn down. From caring for his often. Screaming and crying wife. During the day but. He couldn't sleep at night for fear that she. In a stupor from the drugs that didn't even.
What is this?. It doesn't make much sense.. They sing it like a love song:. "You're capable of anything!". . And I'm sure they meant,. "You could be president,.
Her window was hung like a painting. She worried it might come to life. She stared for hours. So obsessed was I and self-absorbed that I. Didn't see that she was.
Di ba't sinabi mo sa akin dati. Na mahirap kumain ng tsokolateng. Natunaw at parang wala nang korte. Kadiri nang kainin, mukha nang ta. Ewan ko ba kung bakit mahirap ibalik.
chikinini... (4X). . meron isang babae na mahileg sa lalake. walang inatupag kunde magpadale. nakasabay ko sa jeepny. aking napuna wala syang panty. may nakita nong sya'y mabosohan.