Like a trip in luxury A little ship with you and me We won the lottery We sail on silver into the sunset And we'll live to be a hundred A kiss between
Yeah, I've changed but I kept my name To retell a joke, it won't be the same My eyes burn new black hollow holes My fate's revealed my future's told Mercurychrome
the tracks of his lonely call The blood on his hands was still dripping Hunting by instinct and no sleeping He remembered the face of the gunman Who slaughtered his dad
There's a fine line between to use and to spend There's a fine line between being important and impotent Pull off my pants, lean against the wall Roll
When the day goes into itself And into my veins And your hands are caught with mine You are in my veins A breeze in the curtains of time Silhouettes of
We're leaving every turn unstoned And every lesson is unlearned.. With nothing said and nothing done I know it works on everyone.... Because love cools
Straight out of frame and bend out of shape Nothing's real except the money that we made Staring at the place where the two walls meet Yeah, take a chair
(Dewey Bunnel) On the first part of the journey I was looking at all the life There were plants and birds and rocks and things There were sand and
This is the lazy quiz And you got all the time there is We'll spend some time on greed'n'wealth And then some on mental-health... No need to sweat or
Walking through the city Without eying anyone .. Don't want their vibes through my skin The hair on my back rises Silently it wins.. Now, I'm feeling
I'm countin' the cattle: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5... I'm countin' the cattle Just to check if there alive I'm counting' the cattle: 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 I'm countin
Look at that guy in those tight leather pants He can't sing and you can see he can't dance And Soulfinger's spinning, throwing his hair He's got nothing
Heart and clock slows down... And the sand reverberates with a tremelous sound On a diet of water and thick air I inhale the heat and exhale my share
I keep moving into myself I keep all my hate to myself I keep the polaroids of my hell I keep all my hope to myself Days when life does man a favor Days
Yeah, I wake up beaten, wrapped around the T.V. Strange, I was in bed when I slept And the toothpaste's weird 'Coz when I try to talk; I blow a bubble
Just like an indian I chant and dance around A shiny new room With a shiny new sound Today I woke up screaming -Hello, my evil twin Who's the old and
Yeah, I left my past I hitchhiked away from bad times Now I try to get used to The freedom to speak what's on my mind When it turn to tears ... I
Small ideas on little minds Many fish of many kinds Easy cash'n'lots of leisure Above primal law; the prize of pleasure It pulls you down It's perfectly