into this dead microphone for myself and no one else. I breathe into this bag of bones because it's etched into my soul. I scream into this dead microphone
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She said, "Your eyes are everything." But I'm the best liar you've ever seen. We are the anti-passion. You're thirty miles away. We are the anti-passion
You got a piece of me. I know it ain't ever coming back. You got a piece of me; it shows that when I play with matches, I always get burned. And when
He said, "I'm sorry for a sad farewell." My heart is weak; it sways between the cynical and proud. I have to turn my back on you and all of this. This
. (And growing old is dying slow.) Not every cowboy rides on into the sun. Some of them stay home and die young. So....Leave me, my love, as the dead
I bite my nails until they bleed. I close my eyes, I disappear. She was my heroin; she was my love and hate. She was perfection in a pill that takes me
frightened, frigid hands and all our long forgotten plans. Clocks lie; we have no time and all. I won't deny you again, my friend. I was the one who
I used to befriend ghosts like you but time has betrayed us both. These campfire secrets are over dead men's bones with graveyard hopes of seeing home
authorities came to blame For somethin' that he never done. Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world. Three bodies
Of America for the Americans Someone said 'You want 'em out, you got to burn 'em out.' And brought in the Texas Klan One humid Texas night there were three
dead! One of you denies me One of you betrays me (Apostles) Not I! Who would? Impossible! (Jesus) Peter will deny me in just a few hours Three
't look back upon it Just face this mindstate Otherwise Babylon... (My memories of yesterday...) cut and scratched: "Ninety-six gonna be that year..." Verse One
me crazy cos you are my baby No one be like you No one, no one like you [one like you] No one, one like you [one like you] No one, no one VERSE 2 About
