A whiskey, a line, again and again. We're at our worst (no worse for war lately.) Well, it was me against the world til you came crawling back. A reason
We were something like a million miles from home, symptoms were ripe. Evening secrets from an afternoon delight has shown us both how we have found that
At the risk of sounding like I'm still (hot blooded), (I) thought I'd left you far behind, where out of sight meant out of mind. There are things here
Cheaper than the heart attack that seems to come without a future. I've been paid for a life of crime with a plate of poison arrows. Understand I'm drowning
I left you where I left you with A bottle in your hands Cuz I was short on drugs, But not on good graces. And it burns like a flame To see you starve
I don't want to live alone here, but I don't want to die with anybody but you. And I don't want to sit and rot here, here with you or without you. Tell
In an instant you're a project. On an asphalt bed you died. I wanna see you with my own eyes. Just to show you I'm alright. I wasn't wrong. Let the bones
We are the unsuspecting victims of circumstance. And we tried to hold you up when your weakness could barely stand. I tried to accept this funeral as
There's on thing I still believe in, so bottoms up to a good dead me again. Focused in on concentrating on pulling up to a bottle of a friend. We all
She starts breaking without warning and without you. (It's) an understatement to say things changed, in time they all do. Let's paint her life white
to hold no seance What's gone is gone, and you can't bring it back around Won't do no good to hold no searchlight You can't illuminate what time has anchored
capire a me basta di sapere che mi pensi anche un minuto.. perche io so accontentarmi anche di un semplice saluto ci vuole poco.. per sentirsi piu vicini Scrivimi anche
Heaven Soundtrack) I can change I can be the man I need to be for you Yes I can change I can put the past behind me Cause like a ship without an anchor
Down south in New Orleans The prettiest girls I've ever seen A sparkling eye and lips so sweet And we make love to the Rumba beat A ship's at anchor,
gone by My mind being bent on rambling To Ireland I did fly I stepped on board a vision And followed with the wind Till next I came to anchor At the
shall suffer I'll have the ship anchored and sold If I had wings like an angel Over these prison walls I would fly I'd fly to the arms of my darling
I would sleep without dreams and know everything As death finds us breathing and all but believing We sleep and we dream in the arms of the sea Drowning
the strong And not collapse into our own arms? When, when will we raise our flags past half [Incomprehensible] And not collapse into our own arms? But
