Music is exciting and easy to enjoy, the rhythm and voice.It does not need interpretation. That is why it is called the Universal Language.
Music is exciting and easy to enjoy, the rhythm and voice.It does not need interpretation. That is why it is called the Universal Language.
The voice sang on, “I am ready, I am ready, I am fine. I am fine, I am fine, I am fine.” I played it again. I was not fine.
A statue stands in a shaded placeAn angel girl with an upturned faceA name is written on a polished rockA broken heart that the world forgot
Unhappiness where's when I was young, And we didn't give a damn, 'Cause we were raised, To see life as fun and take it if we can.
The best ideas will eat at you for days, maybe even weeks, until something, some incident, some impulse, triggers you to finally express them.
You held me down, but I got upHey!Alrighty brushing off the dust You hear my voice You hear that soundLike thunder gonna shake the ground-Roa
it's ok to say you've got a weak spot,you don't always have to be on top.Better to be hated then loved(x3) for what you're not.
our love likestepping on to a planesitting down in a carwalking on unknown land will either take us to where we belongor throw us into darkness
Sometimes I get tired of pins and needlesFacades are fire on the skinAnd I'm growing find of broken people As I see that I'm one of them
If you're looking to get silly, you better go back to from where you came. because the cops don't need you and man they expect the same.
My task is set before me, girl My mission clear and true There’ll be black knights and dragons, girl But I will always come for you…
Hield 'ie vroeger al zijn meningen en al zijn dromen stil. Nu was 'ie niks niet niemand nergens meer. Kan dus gaan waar 'ie maar wil.
You pull the trigger just for fun, forgetting I'm a loaded gun. So hate me for the things I've done, and not for what I've now become.
You made me feel less aloneYou made me feel not quite soDeformed, uninformed and hunchbackedAre you aware wherever you areThat you have just died?
The early cars already are drawing deep breaths past my door. And last night's phrases sick with lack of basis are still writhing on my floor.