Can’t turn away, The only way is a river, And you know that it drowns, A wolf in disguise, I see you trough but you’re running. Angel in disgrace, You
A little of you to survive this night that came cold and lonely An air of extacy in the window to cover me in festivity and ceremony Each time I'm
One Sunday morning I woke up with you on my mind Now I could be a little forward and do things to show you how I feel 'cause I knew later on I'd see you
Can't turn away, The only way is a river, And you know that it drowns, A wolf in disguise, I see you trough but you're running. Angel in disgrace, You
Well I'm blowing smoke out of your window And you're slipping back into your dress You know you were always such a lady I've always been impressed But
Being caught up in the fame A part of the glamour and glitz Platinum rings and different things How easy we forget For it is him, the Lord Almighty Who
Motorhead: He's in the wrong piano Louis: No, you're in the wrong piano Roy: No . . . Motorhead: This is a Steinway Louis: You are! Roy: It's not a Baldwin
All of your rules are a bunch of shit I try to drink a fucking beer and you can't deal with it maybe you should see the light what the world sees SLC
your bible is nothing more than fiction priests are practicing crucifixion there's something i will say to you those fucking stories are still not true
Confess before Jesus The word of God knows more than you do Confess before Jesus So blind if you pray Lost another day Get off your knees Do something
Un poco de ti para sobrevivir De esta noche que viene fria y sola Un aire de exstasis en la ventana Para vestirme de fiesta y ceremonia Cada vez que estoy
Un poco de ti para sobrevivir De esta noche que viene fria y sola Un aire de exstasis en la ventana Para vestirme de fiesta y ceremonia Cada vez que
[Words taken from "The Marriage of Heaven and Hell" William Blake]
All religions make me wanna throw up All religions make me sick All religions make me wanna throw up All religions suck They all claim that they have
Here I sit waiting on you baby, I miss you Please, come back to me A religious love for you baby, every night I pray That heaven will send you back to
your individual erodes doing saying what you're told / perception of reality is destroyed / blinded submission, consumption with reason, brainwashed,
Un poco de ti para sobrevivir Esta noche que viene fria y sola Un aire de extasis en la ventana Para vestirme de fiesta y cerimonia Cada vez que estoy