She's a lover And she fits inside my head She's a lover But there's nothing happening in my bed She's a lover and she won't be back She's a lover and
Sitting and waiting for something entertaining to flow from a glowing screen washing right over your brain like a sickening sludge Lounge in formation
All your dreams, Are falling to pieces, So much to give, But so little to achieve, All of the warnings, Can't you see the signs ? Taking part of a game
Tercüme: Eylem Tasarım. Oluşum içinde Lounge.
Tercüme: Adil Midland için. Restorasyon İşlemi Sırasında Bir Oluşum.
Tercüme: MC Frontalot. A Very Unlikey Oluşumu.
a cold star. Are limbs, so dear-achieved, are sides Full-nerved - still warm - Too hard to stir? Was it for this the clay grew tall? - O what made fatuous
For in life the purest thing in your heart, in your mind is not without temptation and greed but we must aim higher A higher plane My outlet for
I will always convey emotion. Intelligent opinion on socio-political issues. Far too many already waste their breath - screaming out loud but saying
Smitten by your inner beauty a shared value system interest similarities time spent together cherished thoughts of you when we?re apart a learned
Conform! assimilate to fit their mold! surrender, to preconceived notions of what your life must be embrace, the white-collar upper echelon wrap
For in the last days mankind will become lovers of themselves moreso than lovers of God These superficialities bombard me from all sides through the
Transcend their teachings hypocrisy ignored bigotry ingrained without a thought as to the cause See the college campus encourage separate dorms ethnic
Time is the enemy From birth we wage fierce battles against the inevitable Our personal expiration dates a mystery All too often the Reaper's sickle
We face the fire that surrounds the evils of this world flourish and abound our light is fading fading fast a once bright future now overcast we
Pour s'occuper de soi « c'est ce que les fatmas veulent » Pour peter dans la soie « c'est ce que les scarlats veulent » Pour avoir un label a soi » c
(MPASSI) 4 heures du mat la musique m'inspire cette reflexion sur la fin Les moyens le destin et la raison 1 grand zoom c'est pres de chez toi c'est