In an upstairs room, under lock and key It's my brother, Former Lee All the mops and brooms keep him company Misconceived of the family Former Lee Warmer
With all those thoughts I've left behind I'm puttin' to death, no remorse what's pushed inside With a toast I sigh Till the fate of this weight, what'
It's night but I can't stay asleep Like you do, straight through till morning When you pour my coffee and say, ?Baby All that caffeine causes bad dreams
Make a lie and then you'll see that we will save you. And if you please we'll screen your lucid sight. Your anxious dreams reflects the bygone live
No the doctors didn't tell you, that you were dying. They just collected their money, And sent you on your way. But you knew all along, went on pretending
When you're overly confident, Then it's over before beginning the good part. Everybody fades away. Waves.. waves carrying them away. Wait.. wait, O'Malley
So who was first? Obviously not me She's locked up inside herself And I can't get anything free So won't somebody tell me please Why the former owner
Yes, I used to know a fellow He was lighter on his feet Just as quick as a sparrow That was the former me Since I been here for so long now Now I think
There used to be a girl with hair lie cherry cola She went another way There used to be a crush on an ex ballerina Seems like the other day There used
Decisions are few, although I've found my peace Avoiding the dark, caressing the sun Despised by your touch, prefer to be alone Now lend me your soul,
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Milan, when I was a kitten We'd sit and sing old songs Milan, when I was a kitten We'd sit and sing old songs In my head, listening to wind chimes Married
The dead who crave not life, I know not why they lie there floating. They lie devoid of thought, bereft of life and drown in sorrow. Sometimes they scream
Well, my landlady, she lives three houses away And she claims that she can hear my baby screaming to me "Fuck me, Anthony. Anthony" I want to party on
Des images me reviennent Comme le souvenirs tendres D'une ancienne ritournelle Autrefois en Decembre Je me souviens il me semble Des jeux qu'on inventait
Andava per i boschi con due mitra e tre bombe a mano La notte solo il vento gli faceva compagnia Laggiu nella vallata e gia pronta l?imboscata Nell?alba
What in your world brings you to your knees Gets under your skin and soul Inside a place where your eyes can't see But somehow the vision's known Cause