End it all,
but struggle to live.
You can't help it,
your limbs kick.
You can be calm, you can be serene,
you can be numb,
but you'll still scream.
On the prowl
Girls walkin down the street,
- tight butt in jeans -
talkin on their cell phones,
always smilin.'
(Those butterflies will bring them to their knees.)
I wish they would stop talking,
and let me do my thing.
I want to ravish them,
really sweep 'em off their feet.
- tight butt in jeans -
talkin on their cell phones,
always smilin.'
(Those butterflies will bring them to their knees.)
I wish they would stop talking,
and let me do my thing.
I want to ravish them,
really sweep 'em off their feet.
the stranger song
"it's hard to hold the hand of anyone
who is reaching for the sky just to surrender
who is reaching for the sky just to surrender"
who is reaching for the sky just to surrender
who is reaching for the sky just to surrender"
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