Stripped of life alone. In the midst of something that I. Want to play with your evil inside. Wanting, letting go, of what never could be again. Lost and alone.
Politics and people. All wanting the same. Satan hides behind a different name. . Take these chains away. Free my hands from bondage. Cant explain a way.
Release me. . No remnants were ever found of it. Feeling the hot bile. With every fake smile. Though no evidence was ever found. It never went away completely.
they used to. meet in group. Separate jobs. according to task. . some are for spring. while the others chose fire. blackness dominates. heat bursts. .
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The indulgence of our lives. Has cast a shadow on the world. Our devotion to our appetite. Betrayed us all. . An apocalyptic plight. More destruction will unfold.
Shout!. . Heavy! You want it heavy!. Welcome to my world, feel the weight of it grinding down. Heavy! I want it heavy!. Welcome to my world, feel the weight of it grinding down again.
I often wonder why I sit and wait to die. What have I done to justify the sentence they gave?. Too many hours spent in darkness questioning.... How and why".
Survivor. Survivor. . One more goddamn day when I know what I want. And my want will be considered tonight, considered tonight. Just another day when all that I want.
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Well I spent all night alone with you. And you weren't even there. Your eyes burned on me like the midnight sun. And somewhere in the night I knew. How much I really cared.
Is it resolution?. Or black and white flying balloons?. Floating off, too colourful. Or is it separation. You put it to your counting sand. Waiting for the world to start again?.
Son of a gun. You walked into the party like you were walking onto a yacht. Your hat strategically dipped below one eye. Your scarf it was apricot. You had one eye in the mirror as you watched yourself gavotte.
You walked into the party. At eight oclock on the dot. You brought with you your mango juice. You thought it was apricot. . You had one eye on the TV.
(K. Goell/F. Speilman). . You won't forget me, though you may try. I'm part of memories, too wonderful to die. And it will happen, that now and then. You'll fall to wonderin' if we shouldn't have tried again.
(Carly Simon/Jacob Brackman). . The night is filled with pretty girls. Dancing shoes and flying hair. Not one of them would refuse. To follow you up the stairs.
(Frank Musker, Dominic King). . 'I'm in love with him? she said. With all the innocence of tender years. But somewhere down the road ahead. I could see the same eyes.
(Carly Simon). . Honey, I don't want you to see me this way. So out of control. So carried away. 'Cause you don't feel the same. . And I remember times when I was your storm.
Well, the sun is surely sinkin' down. But the moon is slowly risin'. So this old world must still be spinnin' round. And I still love you. . So close your eyes, you can close your eyes, it's all right.
Why'd you tell me this?. Were you looking for my reaction?. What do you need to know?. Don't you know I'll always be your girl. You don't have to prove to me you're beautiful to strangers.