When every single things Ive grown to love. Is tied up in this moment. Like a dream from which I pray I'll never wake. Who can wash away these tears. When all I've ever wanted.
been set up to take the fall. Tried hard not to lose it all but. I shot straight right from the start. A slow death from a broken heart but. . It doesn't mean a thing.
Outlived a wasted life. Too soon to say goodbye. One plot to call your own. Now it's our turn to cry. . I've been through this before. These things are hard to take.
Conciliation breeds a fourth amendment funeral. With the paranoid seduced by circumstance. The sycophants withdrawing even further. When systematically denied their final chance.
You try to tell me where your heart is. you say there's nothing wrong. and the honesty in your eyes tells me. that I should be strong. I don't want to get wrapped up in morbid reflection.
there's no sense waiting in this state. i've realized too late. there's only so much left inside. only so much space to hide. i've dreamed of castles in the air.
crawling through the mud all night long. Hunted like rats by the Viet Cong. Fields of death bodies piled up higher. Through the silence of the Tet cease-fire.
your the only one who comprehends me,. I tell them my spirits lift with every card you send me. I'm trying to be the perfect boy,. The one you wished for..
When there's something. That won't let you sleep. Can you live with. The secrets you keep. . All the pain all the pride. All the poison you've taken. That's killing you inside.
When there something. That won let you sleep. Can you live with. The secrets you keep. . All the pain all the pride. All the poison youe taken. That killing you inside.
The more I want. The less I feel it. The more I get. The less I need it. . I've got this under control (x4). . Your lips on lips. To taste salty skin.
give me sensibilities without ambition. give me accolades i've done nothing to collect. then you spread your plague of ignorance across the planet earth.
like rats from the wreckage. we patrol the decay. through the ash and the darkness. the scavengers pillage what's wasted away. . and power corrodes and compromises.
Ie played off devastation. I told you it didn't mean that much. but this world keeps on closing in on me. whenever we fall out of touch. . it's those subtle differences.
How are you feeling?. How does someone like you elude the moral quarantine. does your repression only serve the greater lie. as you abuse and objectify.
the distance between the things you say. And your actions tell me everything. You never could so I'll keep my grip and stay away. . Why should I waste my time?.
still i wonder how you are,. . and what became of all of this. did you cry when winter's hands. stole you from that fertile grave?. did your mother hold you dear.
The real me is a southern girl with her Levis on and an open heart. Wish I could say the save the world, like I was super girl. The real me is to laugh all night lying in the grass just talking about love.
You're trying to remember why you cut all your hair. Were you trying to be someone you weren't? You don't hang around the old haunts anymore, no, all the of those bridges are burned. He doesn't' like to share you - he likes your hair short, You're not you, you're not you anymore..
Maybe it's the rain that's swaying all of my opinions. But with every step you take, they seem rehearsed and unforgiving. Could you rehearse that pickup line one more time? And show us what you've really wanted, what you've really wanted..