Would you share it with me? High, much higher than moon Flies away the angel of love Deep, much deeper and true Is the sea of emotions we share The
themselves There is no other trick 'my lover stole my girlfriend' 'i keep beating up my ex' 'i want to kill my neighbour' 'my daughter's selling sex' 'my s/m lover hurt me' 'my
hear your new love makes you suffer You must live for the pain As I stand all alone by the ocean With the sand and no fear Let the waves wash away my emotions
heat Creepin' on different days and different hours of the week A beautiful lie that got my heart caught up in heat I'm burnin', burnin' for revenge my hands clinched with my emotions
In the dream I fall into the sleepless sea With a swell of panic and pain My veins are aching for the distant reef In the crush of emotional waves Alright
music: jim johnston Close your eyes, the sea of emotion's run dry, there's just one beating heart. You know I'd search the whole world for answers for
I met you when it was sunny What about when it rained It's not all milk and honey I'm used to feeling the pain My mind says run for shelter My heart
Left for dead again Sinking deep darkness Damnation draws me near Stripped of all emotions Watching heaven burn to dust I become completely numb As my
in the dream I fall into the sleepless sea with a swell of panic and pain my veins are aching for the distant reef in the crush of emotional waves...
left the rough side for a seaside baby a chamomile smile that pouts on cue for every moment i breath her sigh her bosom contains my sweet alibi in an emotional
Your fangs softly penetrate: The pleasure & the pain! Dissolving I discern I'm not dead! I asked for love, got a golden cage Plastic emotions in a plastic age The pain
ocean of love I asked for love, a golden cage No emotions in this age The pain I felt it wasn't real "The Earth!", I cried: My last appeal! It's my
overflow Your fangs softly penetrate the pleasure and the pain Dissolving I discern: I'm alive! I asked for love, got a golden cage Plastic emotions in a plastic age The pain
that burns in my frozen heart Casting fire to my glorious taciturn quietness The sorrow stream my grievous eyes with water That floods my heart, that crestfallen sea of tears My
strength she be steamin, she come through for any reason She work at the parisian, and this is polo season Bam, with them calhouns, high-tops for my feet
don't change a thing My emotions cover me like a ship lost at sea I'm waiting for the wind to fill the sails And show my destiny In my mind you undress
be steamin', she come through for any reason She work at the Parisian, and this is Polo season Bam, with them Calhoun's, high-tops for my feet Outfit
