i can't breathe in this cell that you gave to me. this could be the last time. should say something your kind of love seems to smother and kill. i see
a drop of dew She don't come and I don't follow Waits backstage while I sing to you Well, she can dance a Cajun rhythm Jump like a willys in four wheel
me of yours And in a story told she was a little girl In a red-rouge, sun-bruised field And there were rows of ripe tomatoes Where a secret was concealed
reminded me of yours. In a story told she was a little girl in a red-rouge, sun-bruised field and there were rows of ripe tomatoes where a secret
the sofa, no degree but growing older i played a fool to catch the wise i will never tell a lie i wake dead, take deep breaths, try to never die! never
of a room somewhere crying Curled up in a ball tweeked out of my mind dying There is no denying that my weenie is much bigger than yours is Mine is like sticking a
Under a dying sun Better angels of our nature A job well done? Don't under the surface Lying dead but dreaming Better angels of our natures 'twas a dream
I came crying in the sun - sword unsheathing To hope's end I rode and to heart's breaking Now for wrath Now for ruin - and a red nightfall When the black breath
Suicide's a good idea to improve vinyl sales It's useless, it's crap, I'll never be in the sun How can I be a pop star when I can't buy a gun? Jimmy
misterious stars Hit a nail to the coffin of dusk My soul has crashed down under the beats Just the loneliness gives shelter to me A not happened embrace, a
. Say you will, pretend to care. Say you will be there You said always. You're stabbing my heart. Broken hearts, broken doors. Dying on a hotel floor. Because of a
one you are alone and you don't know where silent steps echo in the deep waters while all is beautiful under a dying sun under the branches of dead
me? Who wants Me? Be mine tonight. The sight of your light I'll breathe in you. I'm a fool, just for you I'm in pain And I don't know why Under heavy
play jesus Walking on the waters of believers, Holding your arms like a cross to be adored. You drawn my essence, My breath was yours And yours were
a breath The grass unmoved To sleep inside the stillness Without blood, without air All the stares Averting eyes This was what?s worse than dying My
's breathing (who's breathing) as opposed to who's bleeding (who's bleeding) Carress the rooftop and stare at the space For the flesh that you gave just to get a
I'm just a token of your flirtation Nothing more than a description You're just a guy, just a kid from a place where your philosophy is a catastrophe
