Everyone thinks that I have it all But it's so empty living behind these castle walls These castle walls If I should tumble, if I should fall Would any
Nature abhors a vacuum I have read Tell me how'd you explain Your empty head You hurt the one you love Because you can As if violence were virtue In
Come on now, why you wanna do us like that girl Come on now, got a skirt pulled up to your crack girl Come on now, I love it when you show us that cat
More than once I've cried because impatience let me down I could see the gold before the gold was found Everytime I've trusted love to lead me by the
Francesco donato, Pieetro polani, Enrico dandolo, (venetian doges)
Like a king without castle Like a knight without a home I call your name but there's no answer And I'm left here on my own Just wondering, wondering,
On the terminal point Of the cul-de-sac Patients are dying The horses are dazed From the glare of stars The starry wisdom Owned by the Baron And he's
Saturday night and it's gettin' late I'm gettin' hungry, I just can't wait Not just any kind of burger will do I'm being hit by those White Castle blues
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More than once I've cried because impatience let me down I could see the gold before the gold was found And every time I've trusted love to lead me by
Just close your eyes... can you remember The generations not so long ago I feel the shameless urge that we must restore Our former king to his rightful
Just close your eyes...can you remember The generations not so long ago I feel the shameless urge that we must restore Our former king to his rightful
My brain's on fire, my brain's on drugs Call up my guard to fill my cup I feel so lost, I'm so alone Here in my room, come fill me up "The door is locked
Welcome, I invite you off to the other world You'll have to face this house of no escape Confront the past in this psychic house of horrors I lead you
What you heard (was not the truth). What you've got (it's not the truth). Love flies as free as a bird.
There's just one thing There's just one thing That'll torture your soul, the grass will stain your clothes Until the bleeding heart hands you a rose
Baby ask your man if he would let you come along with me Or would he like that Tell him I won't keep you long As soon as our good times are gone I'll
Can you tell me what I need to know To paint a picture like Picasso? Can you give me the tool that's right And make a masterpiece of my life? Make one