Fever Dreams. Can only haunt you. 'Til the fever breaks. . They can only haunt you. 'Til the fever breaks. . They can only haunt you. 'Til the fever breaks.
Livin' is only a fool's paradise.. I'm into somethin' and nothin' feels right.. Givin' is only to get somethin' nice.. Just a broken heart I think in my mind..
[Intro]. I did a lotta years man. But i'm back at it though. Hahaha. They mad. First day out. I'm back. . Related. . The 18 Greatest Revenge Songs of All Time.
I keep a figurine in a locket. I like the way she looks in there. I keep a certain shade of lipstick. silky taste and the way it smears. . I bought her a keepsake on a full moon.
I walk a field of glass,. I buy a diamond ring,. I take a lonesome road,. I'd buy you anything. (He'd buy you anything). Yeah that's correct!. I'd buy you anything.
In an earlier time, in a green land above. By the mill and the willows we made fairytale love. With the sky a warm blanket, and our backs to the rain.
I was always... I was always... stop!. - wait a minute. I'll remember... I think it was September.... Taking off time, taking off clothes. Taking more than I needed I suppose.
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right we is rollin'. you gave me a fist full of sorrow. Hey, how does it feel?. To get what you want, to get what you need:. For the first time. . We came so far, you gave me a fist full of sorrow..
Those Sunday mornings. Not a scrap in sight. I'll go without. I do it out of spite. . All by myself, yeah. . Food's lost it's flavor. I refuse to bite.
Nothing to see, nothing to hear. Nothing to be, nothing to fear. Nothing to prove, nothing to say. Nothing to loose, nothing to gain. . Nothing to feel, nothing to hate.
Don't know what I'm doing here. Days are full of chips and beer. I've found myself alone again. Tell me what went wrong my friend. . Fags and failure every day.
Fame and fortune. Facts of life. Most of what makes it this useless try. So change the angle of the battle plan. To hit the target. Fame and fortune fancy that.
Infinity stretches unlimitlessly. Countless days pass by immeasurably. Anniversaries gutter in the maelstrom. Whirling a snowstorm of lustrous millennium.
The bursting balloon coctails are soon. young glands young flesh invade the room a sardonic mood ughh.... watch the rich fatty eating raw fish with avid curiosity.
The body is wrapped in shadow. The face is built of cinders. And panic tears thro' your silhouette. As you're squeezed by burning fingers. And he crackling in our colours.
kula 'ula 'ula poni. 'alani melemele polu. 'akala 'oma 'oma 'o. . Come to the festival of colours. celebrate the festival of colours. . shake your serpent thrashing hair.
I get the feeling -- I'm not alone. I get the feeling -- it's someone I don't know. . Do you ever have the strange sensation. When you're standing mighty tall.
I would see you falling down. Still I would have been around. Hated to hear the sound. As you fell and punched the ground. Such as miserable suicide. Performed before my eyes.
I am stone and I am blade. A sharp eternal instant. A darker heart a distant moan. Pleasures' deep and spectral instinct. . Look me in the eye. Speak it to my face.