I am comign in..try and stop me push furniture in front of the door, it only gives me something to push against in the full heat of the summer'sday
I'm coming. Try to stop me. Push furniture in front of the door. It only gives me something to push against. In the full heat of the summer's day, You
I gave to you all that you could ever need And in return you gave me disrespect and greed Now I've had wounds before, not as deep as these So now you
I was lost on my own And I couldn't bear The thought of my life I was gone, caught in torturing memories And they burned like fire Water can never heal
Everything that i've done here into one in keeping with... Some earned conviction, some stagnation, Some change despair Disappointment and odds In a costume
In your hands I'm trying flight I can't die In your hands I'm trying. In your hands I'm trying flight I can't die, I'm flying in the cold breeze every
[m/l van Dyk] Peter and Mary, drive cross-country Entering Desperation, Nevada Red lights flash and their destines changed As the patrol car pulls behind
[m/l van Dyk] Years of writing books Long behind him now A nihilistic confidence and a smile upon his face Johnny Marinville and his Harley through the
[m/l van Dyk] Johnny knows why he was spared in Vietnam God has a reason for his sacrifice Johnny knows David thinks it all will fall on him But the
[m/l van Dyk] Hiding in the theater, listening to Tom Telling whitewashed lies about the China Pit Whatever has happened, started when they opened it
Stowaway, starless Washed down by an uncaring tide Thrown away heartlessly Crossed out for snaring a ride On a ship named despair I shoot flares in the
I never knew what everybody meant by endless, hopeless bleak despair Until one day when I found out The first time I ever left my house It saw me and
He's pining for her In a people carrier There might be buildings and pretty things to see like that But architecture won't do Although it might say
We're looking for a better world, but what do we see? Just hatred, poverty, aggression, misery. So much money spent on war <a href="http://www.testimania
Whoa! i will die screaming! whoa! scream my last breath in useless anguish. tear the sun from the sky. whoa! i will die screaming. whoa! die screaming
The great deluge is about to come! Hope dies with the wind... A storm like a cold stare: This is belief - This is above all knowledge! Face the undeniable
Despair came knocking At my door And I let her in For a while She sat on the couch In the end, smoking She said nothing Suddenly I felt tired I began
My Despair! Far away from nothing. Dark Sky is what i See. I Hear the wind - it?s Coming. Steering up the Trees. At first it was a whisper A Secret