Did you get your heartache and your head rush confused?. Have you been sleeping late 'cause you've been abused. Are you alone?. . Does it feel like those around want you to die.
We've been living in the shadows. waiting for our time. Year by year nothing seems to change. Expectations, money or dreams. Now there's nothing left of those dreams.
It's the sweet taste. Of reward. Is it better. Than it was before. She's a dark, dirty girl in a world that tells her. Just how she should live. It's so easy.
Are you listening?. Are you there?. It's too late for trying, and it's clear there's nothing left. Come out and face your fears. Cause there's no denying.
You know she's lost her mind for good this time. Every thought's dragged around with a weight behind. She sees herself in need of repair. Maybe someone'll help her lay her soul down bare.
Little man, you are too impatient to understand. This hateful world. Its twisting you right through another girl. Please slow down. . Lets help to find the secret of yourself.
Mothers and belief will make you rich. So say the doctors and priests. Mother abused me when I was weak. God stood behind her in line. . I got a line on a different point of view.
Can't think twice about the way I feel. No one on Earth can stop the wheel. There's an awful sound when you push me down. Pin my shoulders to the ground.
They've got the calves of champions. They greet the warmest way. They are the dads, the main ones. They've got some money saved. (yea, I'm sorry but I don't).
Spoiled children soon to fall. Freedom is the lie we live. We will wait for tragedy. And scatter helpless to the fire. . Sorry for ourselves. Sorry for the things we've seen.
My soul mate is a special girl. A girl thats just like me. Shell share tremendous oral sex. And try everything she sees. . She wont be insane or hung-up.
It's all a matter of soul and fire. Infatuation or true desire. The thrill of discovery, divine intervention. Cruel, cruel change, pain of rejection. .
No, I mean it, I'm really sorry; here I'll say it again. I want you to know it, but the more I say it. The less it means in the end. Working for respect's like climbing a mountain.
If I'd had any sense, would it come to grips?. If I go on home, would I have stayed around so long? So. I don't know, I don't know. . Pressing it to your lips.
If you just wanna smoke. A bowl of the finest homegrown. No matter where youre coming from. You can find my man there on the street. You can find a man thatll peddle and you meet.