Whenever you think it's time to give in All your hope drifing away into nothingness Nothing makes sense, at all Just no way to find out of this misery I've been at this point, too - Yes I've been...
I am summers son. Winter is my mom. We don't talk anymore its gotten to warm. In the desert, my dad never leaves me. But when I hit the west hills, He sets me free. The windows are broken that look to...
Si pudiera describir como tú me haces sentir cuando estás cerca, cuando me arrancas la piel, cuando me atas, cuando estás dentro de mí. Contigo he vuelto, he vuelto a nacer y lo vulgar se vuelve...
I still can't believe Stan's gone And I must say, it was a beautiful funeral It was, and it really got me thinking We were the best looking ones there I know. I mean, we were, like the reason it was...