peel me stab like a fencer until I can feel you again heal me spread like a cancer until I can feel all this pain burn like a fire release me and then
The studded cinctures were a band From gloomy Ann harbor, Michigan And they wrote just for you These irrelevant tunes And with each heart-wrenching,
Somewhere on the Prairie, a yellow stud runs free Runnin' through the sage brush, down through the coolies There not far behind him, a cowboy rides along
Conti ferito le cose che non sono andate come volevi temendo sempre e solo di apparire peggiore di cio che sai realmente di essere conti precisi per ricordare
Take a good hard look at yourself bitch Then take a good hard look at me, you see, what to do you see? Take a good hard look at yourself baby Then take
Say my name and his in the same breath I dare you to say they taste the same Let the leaves fall off in the summer And let December glow feel flames
Mr. Sandman showing his beam When he walks into the room the walls lean in to listen Surf out, blank waves, click back and forth Like old headlights,
Wishes bounce me weightless The infrared scope on pointlessness The bulls are sedated and this fight's fixed Don't feel bad for the suicidal cats Gotta
I got troubled thoughts And the self-esteem to match What a catch What a catch, whoa whoa whoa You'll never catch us So just let me be Said I'll be fine
Have you ever wanted to disappear And join a monastery? Go out and preach young addicts straight Where will I be when I wake up next to a stranger On
Life's just a pay stub on debt, only less diligent And when the two collide, it's no coincidence The lights are on and everybody's home The only thing
I'm a young one stuck in the box Of an old one's head When all the others were just stirring awake I'm trying to trick myself to fall asleep again My
I can't explain a thing I want everything to change and stay the same Outside doesn't care about anyone and anything Now come together, come apart Only
I'm a stitch away From making it And a scar away From falling apart, apart Blood cells pixelate And the eyes dilate And the full moon peels Got me out
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So long again It what you're trying to say now What's wrong again? I was the one who said, ?Hi, hi, I know? I know where you been But what's the matter
Back about eighteen and twenty-five I left Tennessee very much alive I never would've made it through the Arkansas mud If I hadn't been riding on the
I see it in your eyes that I've been played right out I see through your disguise I see what about Why don't you come right out and say That you'll be