Don't worry, baby. It goes right through me. I'm like the wind and my anger will disperse. . Thin persecutors. Your twisted whispers. A horned reptile that is crawled upon the earth.
Joyride.... Right now i am broken. That is for sure. Some days are not quite as focused. I only know that i don't know. . Joyride. When i am in the right groove.
January. Turn around before you close your eyes;. take a step back from the mesmerizing. waterfront climbing up the edge Open up your pocket to reveal the faint,.
Glory Surrounds you, high King of heaven. None can compare to you. Words could not tell of your wonder, oh King of Kings. you deserve it all. . Salvation flows from you, Son of the Highest.
THE SPECIALIST YOU HIRED SEEM TO WORRY. YOUR SEARCH WARRANT'S EXPIRED, I'M SORRY. AND ALL THE WEAPONS YOU FIRED HIT NOTHING BUT DIRT. ALL YOUR SPIES HAVE BEEN UNWIRED TO THE SKIRT.
RUNNING ON BROKEN/JUNKYARD HEART. . We all wanna be people in a magazine. Strike it rich,make the scene. Die rightnow or live out our dream. TonightI'm cashing in my rain check with you.
using trucker head. mustache make they look so bad. watch out they will crush you like a rat. . no driving license. no police rules. passed the traffic light.
Nu er det jul igen og hvad rager det mig?. Mit liv er i sit efterår og der er et mavesår på vej!. Min guldtand er knækket og så er det ikke skide skægt at skide,.
Stjärnorna faller i natten nu. Himlarna sänker sig. Ner över jorden. Och när stjärnans bloss. Tänder sitt ljus hos oss. Brinner en låga klar. I hela norden.
As janelas j no abrem mais. Te esperam fechadas. Os seus olhos j no abrem mais. Me esperam apagados. As coisas j no so iguais por aqui. Est tudo to srio.
Twelve o'clock. No one around. Traces of shoes. On the ground. Rainy days. Darkness and haze. Puddles and dirt. Days are so short. Nights are long. Going slow.