Well you pass around the pipe and you all get high. You never even stop and wonder why. Maybe it's because you wanna die. Maybe it's just the way things have to be.
Every hour is a season. every minute lasts a day. so i sit here picking stitches. i find comfort in decay. . how i long to fill my lungs. . so tell me how does it feel to.
A notion cold as the night air. Starts within in my head. Spreads like ink right through my veins. All of our kings are dead. I am not a scholar and I don't believe in fate.
I guess I. Thought we were indivisible. Remember when. The distance wasn't insurmountable?. . When I get to you, yeah my blood runs cold. 'Cause I don't recognize the person I behold.
a notion cold as the night air. starts within in my head. spreads like ink right through my veins. all of our kings are dead. i am not a scholar and i don't believe in fate.
Savoir que la plus belle de vous deux. Savoir que la plus belle de moi. Elle est amoureuse,. Savoir.... . Savoir que la plus belle de vous deux. Savoir que la plus belle de moi.
Avalé par des yeux immenses. En parler comme si c'était les miens. Nager dans tes yeux leur élégance. Voilà que moi, je baisse les miens. . Longer tes jambes, immenses.
Capricieux quand il faut s'y faire.. Silencieux, soulagés de pouvoir se plaire un petit peu.. Amoureux si c'était hier, moi je veux. Souligner tout et son contraire pour tes yeux..
You wanna sing a song. Okay here we go. Lets sing a song while we're away from home. Hush little Maggie don't say a word. Daddy's gonna buy you a mocking bird.
There's a skinny dog. In a dirty parking lot. And he doesn't bite. But he begs. And he knows what's true. So if you are, he'll follow you. If you're headed home.
Sunrise, sunset. Sunrise, sunset. Swiftly go the days. . Sunrise, sunset. You wake up, then you undress. It always is the same. . A sunrise and the sun sets.
{"So long, everything" he shouted. Then he ran next door to Margot's house. "I'm moving," he said, "where?" asked Margot. "Two weeks away, two weeks away," he said M-Mitchell.
Amy's got a baby in her stomach. She took my hand I felt it kick. So she's crying an glowing. She's 3 months and showing. Seeing her now makes me want to live.
I am a blueblood I will admit that. I dance in blue shoes and wear a blue hat. Live in a blue house on a blue street, in a blue town by a blue creek. I write my blue songs with m blue pen. I sing the blue notes to my blue friends. Now I don't know that much about you but I like you because you are true blue..
I wish I saved it for rainy days. 'Cause they're the hardest to stay dry. Got no self control. I'm always beggin' into telephones. And then I. I bought a little from my brother's friend.
He always gets so mad things you laugh at. "Don't get so worked up," you'd say. But on the back deck you admit. That you haven't felt much like laughing lately anyway.
See the soul singer in the session band. Shredded to ribbons beneath a microphone stand. Felt the quickness of pity like a flash in a pan. For the soul singer in the session band.
He always gets so mad things you laugh at. "Don't get so worked up" you'd say, but on the back deck you admit. That you haven't felt much like laughing lately anyway.
Now and again. It seems worse than it is. But mostly the view is accurate. You see your breath in the air. As you climb up the stairs. To that coffin you call your apartment.