I left my conscience like a crying child
Locked the door behind me put the pain on file
Broken like a window I see my blindness now
And I need love not some sentimental prison
I need god not the political church
I need fire to melt frozen sleet inside me
I need love
Driving into town tired and depressed
Like a flare a street light burst and SOS
Peace comes to my rescue
And I don't know what it means
And I need love not some sentimental prison
I need god not the political church
I need fire to melt frozen sleet inside me
I need love
Broken like a window I see my blindness now
And I need love not some sentimental prison
I need god not the political church
I need fire to melt frozen sleet inside me
I need love
I need love
I need love
I need love
Who has the courage to say that you are not my friend....you are...and you are one the good ones......You were always in constraint but at the end you just say just one little word and that's funny.....
Even when you know you are going to be finished.....you are a good friend, My friend.....Those eyes.what a shock, don't you agree, despite our differences we get along very quickly. You are very kind and popular
You know when someone wants the other a bless....wants it like
you.....do you know that... friend? do you !? you have nothing that
can't be used...that's very weird.
I find it difficult to start from a point. I feel I'm heavy but I have nothing in my mind a exactly nothing that is killing me. It's like a virtual virginity that You have thought might not be raped but it has.
So what... that's a bare truth everyone should understand one day....nothng's COMPLETE even a nothing...but why it is so harmful...why it makes you drive crazy in less than a week.....
the first word in my mind is addiction.....