Never could learn to drink that blood
And call it wine,
Never could learn to hold you, love,
And call you mine.
That's life (that's life), that's what all the people say
You're ridin' high in April, shot down in May
Röööööööööörrr rattarna nu, visa pattarna nu
Låt oss se om dom är fejk
Har svårt att skilja utifrån på äkta eller sillikon
Can you see that I am needing
Begging for so much more
Than you could ever give
Tobbish:
Can you see that I am needing
Begging for so much more
Than you could ever give
And I don't want you to adore me
Don't want you to ignore me
When it pleases you
And I'll do it on my own
tevepro:
And I don't want you to adore me
Don't want you to ignore me
When it pleases you
And I'll do it on my own
Come ride with me
Through the veins of history
I'll show you how god
Falls asleep on the job
dont waste your time or time wiiiiiiiill waaaaaaaaste youuuuuuuuuu
BA-BA-BA-BAM-BAM_BAM
BUT I'M LUKE SKYWALKER
YOU BET I AM
YOU BET I AM
LUKE SKYWALKER, TONIGHT
I AM
ALRIGHT
And you don't love me the way that, I love you
'cause if you did boy you would not, do the things you do
You turned my life around, before that I am glad
However much I love you this love is getting bad
CAUGHT IN A BAD ROMANCE!!!!!!
I was lying down in the reeds without any oxygen
I saw you in the wilderness among the men
Saw you drift into infinity and come back again
All you got to do is wait and I'll tell you when
You belong to me baby, without any doubt
Don't forsake me baby, don't sell me out
Don't keep me knocking about from Mexico to Tibet
True love, true love, true love tends to forget
See Me
Feel Me
Touch Me
Heal Me
Listning to you, I get the music
Gazing at you, I get the heat
Following you, I climb the mountain
I get excitement at your feet
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Now touch me, baby
Can't you see that I am not afraid?
What was that promise that you made?
Why won't you tell me what she said?
What was that promise that you made?
Kan inga.. Och eftersom Maxvinner super bort sina dagar istället för att vara här och forumleka aktivt, tror jag knappast han tar illa upp.
En gråmulen dag i augusti
Vinden springer uppför backen längsmed träden
Regnet faller utanför mitt fönster
Doften av tomhet
känslan av ensamhet
Ångestens dimma leder mig i tomhetens dimension
där hoppet blott är en svag förnimmelse
aldrig mer än en hopplös illusion
Ingenvart för existensen att sina fröer så
Askan faller från skyn, kall och grå