Do you wanna ride on my death machine? Fucking die in it if you dare Yeah yeah... Yeah I kill what I need Yeah I kill what I needed When I die won't
papa mama * sad daisukina ice wa strawBerry papa mama mad sukina koneko no na wa strawBerry papa mama sad boku kara nagareta strawBerry papa mama mad
You make yourself so beautiful, You make yourself so, so beautiful And now i feel like i'm going, I'm going to set myself on fire. I'm going to set
[Ljungstrom, Stromblad] Raindrop hits the leaf changing it's position slightly on the street next to polls of monotonous waters He walks Slipping feet
I'm so tired of learning to talk Building fences on the wall In this state, I shall not remain I don't want to go, but if I die young Fill my empty room
Pine cones and Holly Berries Popcorn for you, apples for me Red striped candy, nut cracker handy Kettle a-bubbleing hot as can be. Snow clouds hang low
Do you wanna ride on my death machine? Fucking die in it if you dare Yeah yeah... Yeah I kill what I need Yeah I kill what I needed When I die won
Sur la photo massicotee facon p?tit loup Y?a tes 2 arrieres grands-parents buste tendu Comment c?etait dans l?monde sepia Comment c?etait la vie avant
You, Standing in the rain Yesterday, mmm. Me, I have to go away, I'll always see you that way, mmm. Two Berries on a twig In the rain, mmm. The twig
Such an intent stare One eye at a time Your talons like fish hooks You are a rare bird The kind I wouldn't even mind Writing in the margins of my books
There's an angel over Little Laurel So the locals say, Running freely over green hills Promising the day, Her sweet lips taste of dewy spring When everything
(Words & Music by Marjie Parsons) I can name all of the trees in the forest, And I can name every fish in the sea, But how do I explain what I'm feeling
(Words & Music by Marjie Parsons) You don't hold my hand when we walk, Or smile at me when we talk. Lately you don't say my name, Like you are in love
gather, What a story they will tell, Talking 'bout the old days, Remembering so well, Years from now.... And I will love you even more, Years from now (Thanks to Marjie
You make yourself so beautiful, You make yourself so, so beautiful And now i feel like i'm going, I'm going to set myself on fire. I'm going to set myself
the world's overrun with new shades of green, and the dandelions come up like recurring dreams and the swallows give up their fragile little songs in
Au dessus des lois tout comme moi Marginal 113 (113) T'imagine pas ce qu'on a dans la tete Alcoolique nocturne noctambule, la resine dans les tetes surrine
Check it check it check it out got clout and you know that Large in the margin my drama unfolds behind closed doors told on the down-low i believe that