You ever tighten a guitar string really, really slowly? Past the point it can handle the strain? It makes this weird sound, almost like a scream.
Tell me the truth, Frank, remember that? We used to live by it. And you know what’s so good about the truth? Everyone knows what it is however long they’ve lived without it. No one forgets the truth, Frank, they just get better at lying.
I’m frozen like a soldier. Don’t know where it stays, all over the place.
Oh, I wish I was on some australian mountain range. I got no reason to be there, but I imagine it would be some kind of change.
I saw you walking only yesterday. When I ran to catch you, you disappeared and the street was gray.
Time has told me: you’re a rare rare find - a troubled cure for a troubled mind.
She saw my comb over, her hourglass body, she has problems with drinking milk
and being school tardy. She’ll loan you her toothbrush, she’ll bartend your party.
Some people cry and some people die by the wicked ways of love, but I’ll just keep on rollin along with the grace of the Lord above.
I’m waiting for my man (twenty-six dollars in my hand), up to Lexington, 125. Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive. I’m waiting for my man.
I want to be the boy to warm your mother’s heart, I’m so scared to take you away. I tried to win her over right from the start, but something always got in the way. We’ve been sitting in your backyard for hours, but she wont even come out and say hi - while my mother baked a little cake for you and even dreaded when you said goodbye.
Quando vem raiando o dia, meditando em meu divã, só penso na carestia que aumenta a cada manhã. Oh, meu deus! que bom seria se eu comprasse alcatra ou chá, mas o dinheiro já nem dá pro chiclete de hortelã.
After years of waiting, nothing came. As your life flashed before your eyes, you realize: I’m a reasonable man! Get off! Get off! Get off my case!
Queria te encontrar pra rever a nossa história (meu dia vai chegar e apagar minha memória). Eu era bem feliz, mas tudo agora é de outra forma. Por quê o mundo é assim?
The boy in the bright blue jeans jumped up on the stage, and Lady Stardust sang his songs of darkness and disgrace.
Te encontra logo com a distância antes dela te dizer que já é tarde demais.
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