-
-
There's nothing that I can say to make you want to stay here with me forever. There's nothing that I can do to make you want me like I need you to. I need you to. Just give me one last chance to sa
-
Tear me open at the seams. Take everything you need. Take my heart if you like the beat. Take my lungs if it's hard to breathe, to breathe "I'm not cold", she said. But she's shaking as she's lyin
-
Just for that moment time stood still. Nothing mattered but the thrill of things to come and never knowin' where your goin'. A little nervous and out of practice,. Sweaty palms and an awkward silie
-
Faded away like the color in a blue sky at the end of the day. Night falls and the search begins for something something better than this. A scream or a cry, the truth or a lie,. I'm not sure they
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
Wake me when it's over. I don't feel much like crying tonight. Please tell me that you're leaving. I don't feel much like holding you tight I love you even though I hate this thing that we've becom
-
-
-
-
-
insect stings. Glue my spirit, break my wings. Misery Libido steams infectious *. Cauterize and forge the sword. Remember killing Children, learning the secret knock. A nickel to enter that place
-
insect stings. Glue my spirit, break my wings. Misery Libido steams infectious *. Cauterize and forge the sword. Remember killing Children, learning the secret knock. A nickel to enter that place
-
smile y'all. Cuba, Mexico can't cauterize our discipline. Your idols speak so much of the abyss. Yet your morals only run as deep as the surface Cool, groovy, morning fine. Tipper Gore was a friend of
-
we choose for our morality. I'm thinking right now of Hollywood tragedy. . Big mac smack phoenix are please smile y'all. Cuba, Mexico can't cauterize our discipline. Your idols speak so much of
-
we choose for our morality. I'm thinking right now of Hollywood tragedy. . Big mac smack phoenix are please smile y'all. Cuba, Mexico can't cauterize our discipline. Your idols speak so much of
-
long as the symptoms persist". Oh, I, I never, ever want to see you cry. So, please let me cauterize your tear ducts with an arc welder. Then, I glanced down, at her shirt, for a second. In a way that
