You called to say you wanted out. Well, I can't say I blame you now. Sometimes you've got to fold before you're found out. Well thanks for waiting this long to show yourself.
Trail through the wilderness. Dryest season known to us. Think about you all the time. Trail through the wilderness. Dryest season known to us. Dreamed I saw it all come down.
She had dumps like a truck. truck, truck. . Thighs like a what. what, what. All night long. (all night long). Let me see that thong. (I like it when the beat goes da na da na.
Now we're gonna set fire. To last year. Say goodbye to the songs and the old dreams we held dear. Set backs and all of those dead ends. And a million reasons why we gonna give it in.
The question I'm asking. Is what are you planning. The answer that's coming. Better ring true. . You say that you need me. Don't know what to believe.
When all the nights are dream. And not really what they seem. I'd cut my hair in spite. And set my hands on fire. Are you lonely?. Are you lonely?. Are you lonely?.
In an old house in an old street. You found me and a tv. There was no bed, there were no chairs. There was no roof, there were no stairs. Ribbons and leaves and time in a tin.
Just a step onto the street. An uncomfortable heat. Rattlers at your feet. In running town. . Helter-skelter all a-swelter. The impetus is seething. In running town.
In the soil of are sadness. Hear our hearts bell a serenade. A faint choir tenderly shaping. A lament a hollow refuge. . In the blood of the twinkling sky.
Wonder where that plane is leading to. Wonder where that boat will ever stop. Wonder if this path I am treading. Will disappear and let me drop. . Down to a hell that's surely waiting.
nets rest on a death's head mask. No one is safe while the curfew lasts. But crusted orbs glitter, sceptres gleam. While helmets of blood fill the screen.
the woods and the town. covered in snow. all transformed to a fairytale. like the fresh page of a book opened up. ready. waiting. for the story to begin.
She falls into frame with a professional pout. But the Polaroids ignite upon seeing their subject. And the aperture shuts, too much exposure. . Voyeur sucks into focus, floodlit the glossy kiss pit.
Bad word. Or bad deed. Unpunished invites grief. Here's. Rawhead and Bloodybones. . Reaching from. Dark cupboard. Crouching under stair,. Lurking in chimney.
Ano ang kulay ng paglimot?. Isasalin ko sana sa bughaw na nadarama. Naghahabi ng paghilom. Buhay natin ang tema. Alaala ang tinta. . Simple lang ang buhay noon.
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You'll wonder should you risk it. a pocket full of mischief. an idiotic rain dance. relying on a romance. Another frame beginning. nows the time for singing a-ha!.
Stained glass windows keep the cold outside. While the hypocrites hide inside. With the lies of statues in their minds. Where the Christian religion made them blind.
I could be wrong, I could be right. I could be wrong. . I could be wrong, I could be right. I could be black, I could be white. I could be right, I could be wrong.