Bring me back in shackles. Hang me long out in the sun. Exonerate me. Forget about me. . I recommend measures for ending it. Lover, she simply slammed the door.
Sometimes when I'm walking. I dream I'm being taken for granted. It's then that I clearly imagine. The day that you take me for granted. . You said, one day you're going to realise.
Bring me back in shackles. Hang me long out in the sun. Exonerate me. Forget about me. . I recommend measures for ending it. Lover, she simply slammed the door.
Does it diminish your super capacity to love?. Does it diminish your super capacity to love?. . Walk like a matador, don't be chicken shit. And turn breezes into rivulets.
You're older, you're haunted, you're ahead of your time. In corners of acres of blocks of straight lines. Blurringly, hourly we cross some great divides.
We wake up different, rifle through our dreams. Another placid day, ripples at the seams. . Do you think I bow out 'cause I think you're right?. Or 'cause I don't want to fight?.
You triumphed over will. You had immunity to kill. You had your dreams fulfilled. And I love you still. . But there's a power beyond control. There's a fire in the hole.
i hear the music and it hurts my head bad now. if you don't like it you can play your own hand now. it's not the music though, it's not a movement, it's a theory and now i'm gonna prove it.