like crow's feet poems. A fracture, a bone breaks. A knuckle cracks like pen to page. Like ice across a brittle lake. The tachometer's a metronome, a
sweet. A little fear in everything. "I'm tired of being scared," she said to me, As we folded into eachother like cockroach wings. Made love like a
all living in buildings. Kids are still singing and playing. Life, it goes on without you. Faceless and nameless, the shame...it's just a stupid game
This morning I held the meaning between these calloused paws. The honesty of it all. This morning I woke up healing, humbled by what I saw. The honesty
our sodas with the posers on Vermont, But I don't give a shit, It's on another plane I'm on, I don't give a shit, It answers why I'm here, Nothing as
He's got a million lines for each of your ears, He's telling you exactly what you want to hear, He's telling you what you want to hear, His hands are
If nobody remembers the Star Hotel, And its sad, lurid ghosts, It's probably just as well, Thinking through the stinking is not thinking a lot, Reach
it will replace The European man goes to L.A., He rents a car and lawyer for the day, The imitation forest of the night, L.A. eases off in black and white "L
Something had to happen, Something had to change, Babies vanishing, sacrificed, To a eunuch with no name, Make a move, Things to choose, Either way you
take a look in the mirror of love and see you're the one where you're dreamin' of Don't care what they say or what they're thinkin' of Let's all take a
Ich gab kein Fick auf Schule Schule war den Fick nicht wert Ich ging nicht zur Schule Darum hab ich auch nichts gelernt Ich hab nichts gelernt Meine
PART 1 Ey, ich lege mein Hauptaugenmerk auf lila wie Scheine, Feature vernein ich, meine Lieder sind heilig. Primar verteil ich den Stoff aus dem die
die,[until the day I die], I promise to be wise With my heart open, greed, brings only misery A way to tragedy, so I stay sucker free Only a few chosen
(feat. Nightmare 34 und King Virus One) (Nightmare 34) Eingesperrt, abserviert, wart ich drauf, was passiert. Ist es schlimm? Ich hore Stimmen. Stimmen
. On a les gants en cuir d?Millau, probablement l?meilleur agneau, On a l?pont le plus haut d?Europe, et certain?ment l?meilleur hip-hop. Bienvenue dans l
Ma forse quel che dico, o forse quel che penso e come un fiammifero che scalda il cielo d'agosto e bruci un po' di vita davanti a un albero di mele Mentre l
est pas si rose Tu ouvres le rideau et tu te decomposes Y a ton ex qui se gratte et pour cause C'est celle qui t'a refile une mycose C'est l'hymne de
waitin', anticipatin' The day we find love once again I won't give up while there's a glimmer of a chance A dream that's never ending Inviting love and a perfect romance A
