that moment I wanted to be her. feeling how I failed her. and now the drama bites hard. you're the poison in the bottle in that just knocked me out.
this is how we rock. yeah. this is our revolution. yeah. this is not noise. this is the sound we want. this is the movement. this is the sound of music
not will this angel watch over my shoulder. how long will I hide behind this pen and how long will you wait for me. I guess until the ink runs out.
the piano players dead. someone shot him in the head. I want to make sweet love to his fucking music. who would've wanted the show to end this early?
swallow me as I become a living blaspheme. force fed by your tyrant. choke on the lies of the ancients. so you are the demon to design my fate. disguise
I know you can move in that black velvet. yeah. so move for me in that velvet dress. the sweet taste you'll leave on me. tainted with that kiss. bite
she's a pretty girl. she's a model in the studio. she's a beauty queen. she's a knockout. she's my beauty queen. she's a fucking knockout. blonde bombshell
. you can't feel this in those drunken knees that bend and I can't have you this way. delirious, it's hit that point but the nights not over. shout it out
no motive here. he could've been programmed to kill. the beatles just died. today a plane flew over lennon and london came crashing down. today we say