Do I feel like I should? Is there more? Can I steel and pretend it's just reward. Can I have all the love I've never had as I watch the world going by
Only you can start this fire in my heart Set me a blaze tonite, cold no longer One day my fight will be over But for now I'm looking straight ahead And
The turning from light to shadows From burning to indifference The turning of heart to granite Of steel hopes to molten fear And when it turns on me
I liked her face those eyes She left today, oh goodbye And lookin' at you I'm drained outright And isolated in the light (Ooo ooo) And I resigned everyone
Hey baby, that's alright people I know that's alright Everyday, that's alright Oh, when we love each other I know that's alright Oh just feel it, feel
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Fried pickles, drunk chicken Craw fishing in the creek Wild turkey, deer jerky Tough as Tarzan's feet Hot women skinny swimmin' Barely belly button deep
Until she herself Became the deadliest poison As she grew older Oh, until she herself Became just as fatal As was her garden And so you run towards What
What's the world coming to? What they say isn't true You can't plant no seed where there's only greed I can walk anywhere, I can walk anytime But the
Eyes over the city Rise up from your soul Hang over the streets at night Brought on by the cold We live with the numbers Mining our dreams for the same
Something isn't right I don't know how I know But baby, it's despite Your dog-and-pony show I can hear it coming You're only going through the motions
Der Mann: Hier diese Reihe sind zerfallene SchA¶sse und diese Reihe ist zerfallene Brust Bett stinkt bei Bett. Die Schwestern wechseln stündlich.
[master p] Inside the ghetto you see kids with no shirts or shoes And no sweaters, and life is kinda cold, Little kids withdirty pampers and a God damn
We all take a turn, Matt Jacobson blows a peanut.
easy living on the road easy going down the drain so much love and so much sin too much pleasure, too much pain feeling so fine being so fucked up being
Mother, mother There's too many of you crying Brother, brother, brother There's far too many of you dying You know we've got to find a way To bring some
Sand on the beach beats a hole through my hand Hands of the clock stand where I have to walk All the way around Turn upside down Just look around to the