London, New York, Paris, Tokyo All is one with the multi-nationals Total monopolies I can sink or swim Adrenalin is rushing through every action
Obsession... burning me, carving me from inside my head. I am suffering frustrations of the deepest kind. I am getting weaker but my lust keeps growing
Who said death must be sad? Let's go together, take my hand Don't call me mad now 'cos I said so I'll carry you across the deep black river And as I
Dress me up a thousand ways, you're counting down the days 'Til I fall from my pedestal And then you can rescue me all the world can see You're the center
Te quiero ver Ya no dejo de pensar en ti Que voy hacer Si te quiero solo para mi Estoy aqui Te recuerdo por mi habitacion Tenerte a ti Es el sueno que
I have to tell you?I'm obsessed with my childhood. I never pooped! Im serious I hated pooping..i never did it. I refused to poo as a child?mostly I
(willcox) Baby, baby, baby, baby 1, 2, 3 Oh never mind Pr..pr..pr..pressing my heel of my shoes Into your paintwork Shattering determination Brick thoughts
I watched the falling rain splash upon your face. I know those aren't your tears. you know it's me and where I've been. it's just circumstances. don't
I've been sleepin' here for days Hope I die before my dreams drive me insane When you're not around I might let my guard down Don't keep me waiting You
Obsession Desire, depression Obsession Desire, depression Obsession Desire, depression Obsession Desire, depression Obsession Desire, depression Obsession
Hey there now big shot, well, just listen to me I know the score and it's no great mystery I hear you talking and it's all been said But what I'm thinking
Wonder if you belong Think you've got it down Does it still feel the same Now that he's not around? Born to lose, born to lose Make your mind up, no
Instrumental
Just a kid with a crazy dream Wants it all before he's seventeen Don't know where to begin With a wild thought he knows the fact Whoa, whoa, there's
You knock me out, you're like a well oiled Smith and Wesson (Hot 'n' ready, ready to use) Dressed to the nines, you know you don't look 15, there's no
One more for the rodeo An old-school '60's team A great new wide awakening Spews out at the seams Laid out cold on the table A sheet pulled over his
I've got to sympathize, you run with all the rest You've kept on moving but never got the best And all our yesterdays go sailing out of view I hope there
Who?s taking time out, we?ll take a shine out We?re the boys, we got nothing to lose I?ve had enough now of school and stuff now You ain?t with us, then