One touch, taste, the thrill so great. My flesh, breath, forbidden fruit you waste. They say I'm pure,. Naive and such a bore,. But now you know. The truth told,.
It's been about a dozen seasons. Since the boy became a man. Now he sees the forest for the trees. Now he touches just enough to feel. He's much stronger than he was just yesterday.
To me you are the warmest season. You have always been the brighest sun. These cliches will not be spoken. I'd choke on my lead tongue. . So self-aware it's a burden.
Open up your eyes the sky will tell you what there is to see,. Lets wake up in a brand new place, shake up everything we believe.. Is it possible it's more beautiful than we dreamed?.
Can anybody find me somebody to love. Ooh, each morning I get up I die a little. Can barely stand on my feet. (Take a look at yourself) Take a look in the mirror and cry (and cry).
DON'T STALL THE WRECKING BALL. YOUR GONNA RIDE WITH ME. DON'T ALWAYS KNOW THE ROAD. BUT I KNOW GEOGRAPHY. SOME PEOPLE SAY TO ME. I GOT MORE TECHNOLOGY.
SNEW YOU. . YOU KNOW WHO WE ARE, WERE ON THE STAGE. WE GOT MEAN GUITAR, UP IN YOUR FACE. WE GOTTA RAISE THE BAR, WELL SET THE PACE. . YOU WANNA TEAR IT DOWN.
STAND UP HIGH. . HELLO THERE LADIES AND GERMS. GONNA HIT YOU BABIES RIGHT WHERE IT HURTS. GONNA EASE ON BACK AND WATCH WITH A SMILE. GONNA WATCH YOU BALL IT UP IN A PILE.
THAT GIRL, SHES THE ONE. LIVE WIRE LITTLE SON OF A GUN. THOSE HIPS, MY LIPS, GO TOGETHER LIKE A SINKING SHIP. EXCUSE ME, IF I STARE, WOMAN KNOWS WHAT NOT TO WEAR.
I'm gonna raise a fuss, I'm gonna raise a holler. About a workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollar. Every time I call my baby, and ask to get a date.
Uh-look-ah there. There she comes. Here comes that girl again. Wanted to date her since I don't know when. But she don't notice me when I pass. She goes with older guys from out of my class.
Clown masqué décryptant les arcanes de la nuit. Dans les eaux troubles & noires des amours-commando. Tu croises des regards alourdis par l'oubli!. & des ombres affolées sous la terreur des mots.
SUBJECT TO CHANGE. . SLIPPIN' INSIDE MY SHADOW, AWAITING THAT FIRST REPRIEVE,. LISTEN TO ME, OH LISTEN TO ME. . A MISGUIDED MALCONTENT CONTENT TO CLOSE HIS EYES.
Peel me off the hook, that's something to die for. Heal me, help me see what the **** did I lie for?. I'm fighting private wars again, just second thoughts of where and when.
Wait, I'm wrong. Should have done better than this. Please, I'll be strong. I'm finding it hard to resist. So show me what I'm looking for. . Save me, I'm lost.
An everlasting cigarette and that's all you want. Waiting for a bus to take you back home. Cause Tuesday came too soon, Wednesday left you feeling used.
Saturday. Blue eyes fading. Not a word, not one. You will say. . "It all has changed me.". Now you've gone. Nothing left to see. . Saturday. Sad eyes closing.
That girls a southern bell. Breaks hearts and she does it well. She will bring a man down. Right down to his knees. Born and raised in Tennesee. By her hard working daddy.
Changing seasons. The train is leaving. The destination is everywhere but here. Im moving on now. Whats to find out. When everything behind me. Ive torched down to the ground.