The traffic's backed up on the 405,. And the smog's so thick you can cut it with a knife,. But it gives me time,. To think about my life,. I take the 10 to the 5 to the 101,.
She was born at 6am on New Year's Day,. In an alley right at the heart of where the homeless children play,. And the truth is that we will never even know her name,.
You and I, never really gave a damn,. We spent our lives, running through the wastelands,. Pretty sure, we should of had another plan,. But we were young..
(spoken). . So were at the end and at the same time were at the beginning of this misadventure.. . Why I had to go down a dead end street at 200 miles an hour screaming for vengence, and.
(Spoken Word). . When I first placed my hands on these diaries. Scraps of paper, there were notes and scribbles and all kinds of shit. A lot of feelings came bubbling up, but mostly this one--.
[Spoken]. When I think back on this life. I guess we were doing the best we could. And to look at us from the outside. I'm sure it seems somewhat romantic.
Hey, hey. Well, I'm a paralyzed soul. And I don't know where to go. Well, I should open my eyes. Yeah, I should open my eyes. . I'm a left out on the [Incomprehensible].
Piles of roses at my feet,. Friends and lovers gather around me,. Whisper farewell one by one,. Clear their conscience as they surround me.. . Close your eyes, you will be okay..
She speaks to me in Persian. Tells me that she loves me. The girl with golden eyes. And though I hardly know her. I let her in my veins. And trust her with my life.
Don't give up, it takes a while. I have seen this look before. And it's alright. You're not alone. If you don't love this anymore. I hear that you've slipped again.
Laughing like we're crazy. Nothing mattered. Nothing fazed me. We were younger then. So much younger then. Everything seems rotten through. The eyes of the forgotten.
I opened up a bottle and I fell out of bed. I couldn't find the floor until it hit me in the head. I did a little powder off the bathroom sink. It's been about a month and something's start to stink.
We were drinkin' dinner on the Sunset Strip. The girls doin' powder. Got a little on her lip. It's just another night. Man I can't take this. . Runnin' outta money and I can't pay the rent.
Step right up and listen, welcome to the show. Sign on the X to sell your soul. It's so automatic, hocking broken plastic. Royalties you'll never know.
I'm just a thorn in your side. The disrespect in your eye. I can't control myself. . I'm like a snake in your drain. I'm takin' over your brain. 'Cause I can't help myself.
They opened up the door to my insanity. They should've slammed it shut right then and thrown away the key. They stitched up my head from my labotomy. They should've never let me out, I'm public enemy.
Just a gang of four. Got each other's back. Out for blood like wild dogs in a pack. . Tearin' up the world. Put ourselves through hell. Just to have a story we can tell.
It's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it. It's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it. It's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it. It's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it.
Runaways in a van. All go straight to Hollywood. We'll leave a scar, don't give a damn. Vandalize the neighborhood. . Do you remember when?. . We slept all day in our clothes.
Well you know my game*. Dirty like my name. And you're an angel. You're perfection in every way. Say I'm a bad man. The one that make you so sad. I'm the first one to agree.