Buck 65 Lyrics
Buck 65 Lyrics
"The Suffering Machine Lyrics"
Freibier Lyrics
Es ist Freitag Abend, ich zieh' schon wieder los Durch Frankfurts geile Kneipen, mein Durst ist riesengross Meine Freunde sind auch schon wieder da Wir nehmen einen zur Brust und finden's wunderbar Lan
Es ist Freitag Abend, ich zieh' schon wieder los Durch Frankfurts geile Kneipen, mein Durst ist riesengross Meine Freunde sind auch schon wieder da Wir nehmen einen zur Brust und finden's wunderbar Lan
Black Angel
Black Angel
Black Angel
Carry me down
Jackets and shoes
Pistols and pens
Poor boy, feels like I ain't got no friends
I wake up nervous
Sunday is gloomy
Eyes on the sidewalk
Look right through me
I hear myself breathing
Trying to focus
Goodbye Babylon
Wandering hopeless
The drifter
singing the lament to the non-trier
the isolation makes me wanna set myse
Every Time It Rains Lyrics
(Anita Cochran) The sun isn’t shining, I see the clouds rolling in It reminds me of the day and the words we said The thunder and lightning is just about to begin And I’m out here in the cold
lf on fire(Anita Cochran) The sun isn’t shining, I see the clouds rolling in It reminds me of the day and the words we said The thunder and lightning is just about to begin And I’m out here in the cold
But I don't live anywhere
Black Angel
Black Angel
Black Angel
Carry me down
Black Angel
Black Angel
Black Angel
Carry me down
I pick all the flowers
Extinguish the flames
The insanity as I can remember all of their names
The bottom of the barrel
It's no way how to be
But the cold and the silence
beats the shit out of me
The windows are wooden
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Lonley Days, Lonley Nights Lyrics
(Staley) Lonely days, lonely nights Missing you, with all my might Wanting you To hold me tight Lonely days, lonely nights When you're gone This old house, it gets lonely And
ut I shouldn't complain(Staley) Lonely days, lonely nights Missing you, with all my might Wanting you To hold me tight Lonely days, lonely nights When you're gone This old house, it gets lonely And
I'll just keep digging
Until I'm good men saying
Cobwebs and apple corers
Old ghosts and vestiges
The woman at the desk says I ain't got no messages
But I don't live anywhere
Black Angel
Black Angel
Black Angel
Carry me down
Lost in a haze
A fantasy in folklore
The woman I love, she don't want me no more
Inebriated, alliviated of pain and speaking wild<
River of Freedom Lyrics
We've been building this ship for years 'cause the river is made tears And now we're drifting down the river of freedom And now we're on our way on our way... The sails are made from
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full-grown man, reduced to a weakling childWe've been building this ship for years 'cause the river is made tears And now we're drifting down the river of freedom And now we're on our way on our way... The sails are made from
hard a hearing, short-tempered, long viewing, completely disappeared
and cleared of all wrong doing
challenging the calendars
and tempting the clocks
tree knocked over
inside an empty box
and I don't live anywhere
Black Angel
Black Angel
Black Angel
Carry me down
Black Angel
Black Angel
Black Angel
Carry me down