De l'autre cote de la folie Il y vit Marie Qui pleure, qui gemit, Qui a fige sa vie. Visage dans l'absence, La source se tarit de tes croyances. Vis,
Dans le monde du Quoi, Les nains sont plutot la En compagnie charmante Du fourreux qui demande A chaque fois: pourquoi?, oui, pourquoi? Les guerres saignent
Reaching for salvation Prolonged life demarcate Delude them of some pride Hide away their dignity Compassionate rules are called for Stop the pain and
it They're even stronger when I close my eyes How to forget and how to erase all the wicked scenes in here How to make them disappear and burn this patchwork
Well I know it's wrong And I know it's selfish It's such a short life There's so little time You see this pattern A patchwork without any direction
her skies Finger feelings fingers feeling fine Just might change this life of mine And I'm up on inspiration drive If you could see what I've seen Patchwork
I never knew you But then who really did? If you were at all like me You managed to keep yourself hid A patchwork quilt of a life Memories embroidered
We've been living decorations And I'm sad to say To get another place we've Found seamless today To get another place we've found seamless today There
I don't think there is a sound than i hate more than the sound of your voice (when) you say that you don't love me anymore... I don't think there is
Where whose trees finally sigh And all the rain has covered Where I was pierced slowly by The happy humming all the more When you look out on the Midwest
if this is the only way that i can let you know if this is the only way that i can make you sure that i'm tired of not thinking about anyone tired of
And you were the proudest thing i'd ever seen (2x) and i knew that i couldn't say a thing (2x) ??? struck out the fear that grow black marks When a
you like to think of the names of the streets in the town where you came from then imagine the day when the signs were first hung and you're sure that
Well I slept on The solid ground Near your house And it felt just like A barbell wrapped in a shell When I slept on The solid ground Near your house
Everyone forgot about little Kharrrrarrah Sitting alone, in a silver tiara A good little boy looked just like his father Running with scissors and tearing
Lay her down, line her up All she's taken, all she took All she sees in all she needs Is this popsickle pill, pink aniseed Pink aniseed Why do you feed
I'm just a girl don't want to be a lady But all I want to do is be really lazy I sit around I'm catching flies Porn on TV my only prize I don't want
