In a way, I need a change. From this burnout scene. Another time, another town. Another everything. But it's always back to you. . Stumble out, in the night.
It's a tragedy in waiting. And there's something on my mind. It's hard enough for me to carry on. . Well, it's a tragedy in waiting. And there's something on my mind.
Tell me I'm dreaming. My feet are stone and my light is dim. Chasing this demon on his way down. . But whatever happened?. Whatever happened?. . Spent the night out on a hill.
When I die and they lay me to rest. Gonna go to the place that's the best. When they lay me down to die. Goin' up to the spirit in the sky. . Goin' up to the spirit in the sky - spirit in the sky.
(Py Bckman & Mats Wester). Du gav det du hade, dom ville ha mer. Och ingen ska tacka dig, dom har vl nog med sitt. Frst gav du din omsorg sen gav du ditt liv.
Jag bjuder hela laget runt. ni fr vad ni begr. och tror ni att jag pratar strunt. fr att bli populr. s r det vl till hlften sant. det kanske r min brist.
Oh Daddy squeeze me and squeeze me again.. Oh Papa don't stop til I tell you when. Oh Daddy squeeze me and kiss me some more. Just like you did before..
Scooby Dooby Doo, where are you?. We got some things to do now.. . Scooby Dooby Doo, where are you?. We need some help from you now.. . Come on Scooby Doo, I see you.
Hey where you from?. I'm from New York. I really like your style. Huh, what? You like the way I walk?. . N-N-N-New York Girls. Come on you know youre hot.
So many frequencies, such little bass. So many vacancies, such little space. So many destinies, such little hope. So many enemies, such little rope. So many fireflies, such little light.
Sick of the way I am feeling. Waking up, watching myself slipping. Should I just take out my eyes?. No longer want them for this life. . Acting strong only on the outside.
Buy in, it'll shut you up. Try it, it should shut you up. We've brought someone in to shut you up. It's a life's work. . While we were hunting rabbits.
You know, today I was asked only one question. And itOne question all day. Do you know what that was?. "Do you want this supersized?". You know, come to think of it, I'd like the whole fucking world supersized.
I know that it's bad. That it's the kind that they can't operate on. And I know it's real slow, honey. Painful and real slow. Styrofoam coffee cups. And bagged drugs that never work enough.
In the wilderness. Uncountable voices. Earplugs for the birds and the animals. And blinders for your beast of burden. The will for learning. These books were made for burning.
One foot in front of the other. One foot back to counter it. Days like these you've got to find it in some other way. It's all or nothing baby. . Avalanche, start inside of me.
You're going to take what you can get. A hammered Styrofoam. Beat into the West. Live the highway in your home. You're going to get what you deserve. And not a penny less.
What if you woke up in the middle of the night. And in your bare feet you walked outside. And realizing that you were awake that you could fly. Out over the world.