I won't say a word as I turn every light down in this town you won't hear me coming not the sound of my feet running to take you down these New York
Well i?m looking for some kind of anchor, someone to stand taller than me, to pull me up through these falling leaves. i?ve already got so much anger
I?ve gone and lost my sense of self right out the door And back down on the floor again I?m just glad that I?ve got my friends to stand at my back when
I wish that I could say the pain wasn?t enough to keep me awake some nights it was just to much for me to take This road is a dead end when all I want
I know it's late but I've been up for days we haven't spoken in far too long cause I have nothing left to say I'm a mess with all this constant stress
I?ve gone and lost my sense of self right out the door And back down on the floor again I?m just glad that I?ve got my friends to stand at my back
paradise Grinning winds of hate unfurled dash towers tall that grip the sun talons stretch her veil reclamation, our time has come... Autumn spreads its golden
sunshine rays Hell patiently awaiting him on blood spilled soil A noble grief stirred heart, always ready to die In sinister systematisation, submission is golden
love This is my love So young So fair Such bright golden hair A smile always on her face No other love Can ever compare No other can take her place Others
I'm from the 80's, Home of the heroine, Error of the hustlers, uh The world is my custy New rich porter The way I flip quarters Front on all these other
and pass my troubles by. If I had known before I courted that love was such a killing thing I'd a-locked my heart in a box of golden and fastened it
seen such a terrible room Gilded with the gold teeth of the women who loved you Now, though I die, Magpie, this I bequeath By any other name, a Jay is
... I'm going outside to get some air Back in my hometown They would have cleared the floor Just to watch the rain come down! They're such sky oriented
and his leg removed And Ginny's there For her kindness and Furry's beer She's the old man's angel overseer Pawn shops glitter like gold tooth caps In