Текстове на песни:
The Gallery

I wanna be your love I wanna make you cry And sweep you off your feet I wanna hurt your pride I wanna slap your face I wanna paint your nails I wanna

I wanna be your love I wanna make you cry And sweep you off your feet I wanna hurt your pride I wanna slap your face I wanna paint your nails I wanna

Trembling in pain You're suffering Heavy rattle Asphalt is burning Your feet sinking In the dark Blood Streaming blood You're dying And you know it well

Someone, someone who needs me like I need someone Someone to share my life I?m so tired of being alone Girl, you know I just can?t make it on my own without

You?re Always On My Mind Jim Gold & Gallery Girl, you?re always on my mind No matter what the future hold I?ll know you?re there for me Time is always

I Believe In Music lyrics I could just sit around making music all day long. As long as I'm making my music, ain't gonna do nobody no harm. And who knows

You came here from the country You left your Pa and your Ma And do you remember what you told them You wouldn't come to no harm, yeah But they kept on

Die, shattered you'll die Bones broken in half Blood flowing freely Limbs severed in hate Brains splattered, demise Skin eaten in wrath Eyes ripped from

As the blood begins to gush out the side of your neck I thrust my cold steel into your face, you're closer to death A twelve inch blade will help decide