(Retail groceries...). . Do you know how Jesus feels. when he's behind his sportscar wheel. and the windscreen glass is all gummed up with blood?. Do you know how old Jesus feels?.
A box full of groceries. Rotten clothes, she's torn her knees. In the main street chill. She sleeps at night in broke-down cars. Squirts the dreams into her arms.
You awake, lying still / while light makes landfall. in the steel suburban room. The windows show, row on row, all the same:. More people are summoned round to chase to blue.
[Hook: Fat Leopard]. I woke up thinking, I don't remember last night. With a stranger laying next to me. She said it's Vegas, so I guess it's alright.
vieux bouc, je vous sens fbrile. aimez-vous mon petit nombril?. j'entends hurler dans le vent. est-ce le cri d'un chien, d'un enfant?. vieux bouc, tes-vous fragile.
I open my eyes and what do I see?. Four walls staring at me. Will you ever remember me?. Will you ever remember me?. . I'm thinking of you all the while.
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So you think you're the only one with hollowed out bones trust me when I say we are not alone, its been told that home is where the heart is but I don't think that I can go back to where I started..
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Mounted men, with axe and shield. on their ride through shallow field. See your sons oh Vanadis. Light my ways oh Manalihs.... . Freyas Val. Woutans half.
You got the curtain call. Before your hands were tied into the ground.. You got the kitchen hand job easily. You'll be king of this here town.. We're never gonna let you down..
A thousand dreamers crept as one. Journey'd by the colder sun. Knocked at the chamber's gate. Yet this sleeper does not wake. In the oracle overhung. With careless whispers, ivystung.
Mountains of molehills. A grapevine in my ear, spots on the tiger. While the townspeople gather to hear. While the nests in my hands starve for rest. .
Tell me something that I don't already know. Tell me how you plan to save the world. I'm tired of people trying to tell me what is right. I'm tired of people trying to show me how.
It's been 48 hours since I've seen you,. How can this be so right when its at the wrong time?. Your image doesn't fade out of my view,. I close my eyes, but I just can't seem to get you out of my mind..