Why do I kid myself, why do I scream for
There is freedom within, there is freedom without
Try to catch
There's a hole in the river where my auntie lies
From
You came out of this world to me
My life parted
There’s closets in my head where dirty
things are kept
That never
She came all the way from America
she had a blind
It never used to be that bad, but neither was
Love can make you weep, can make you run for
You take away my air, you make my lungs collapse
I
Look at all the plans I made
Falling down like scraps
Here's someone now whose got the muscle
His steady hand could
