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A Thought's An Idea...

I'll never see it
'til it's at my door,
'til it's at my door
It will be ignored
 
Clinically cynical,
hereditary hate,
if you found this, it’s probably too late,
approaching the pinnacle,
and money now are mates
 
This could be destiny, oh sweetheart
I've had no sense of time since we started
 
I read a magazine
it said by seventeen your life is at an end
I'm dead and I'm perfectly content
 
I’ll make my bed, I’ll lie in it
I’ll make my bed, I’ll die in it..
 
Put a lid on it
What's that you say?

Put a lid on it
Oh man, no way
Put a lid down on it
And everything will be alright
 
I fell in love with a sweet sensation
I gave my heart to a simple cause
I gave my soul to a new religion,
what ever happened to you?
what ever happened,
to my rock & roll?
 
I’ll make my bed, I’ll lie in it
I’ll make my bed, I’ll die in it..

^ Love it! :buzz: :heart:

Dig in
Dig deep
Deserve what you reap
Don't you know the truth will set you free?
Dig down
Repeat
Reach for the heat
For glory, for pain, for real
For keeps
 
My name is Dita
I'll be your mistress tonight
I'd like to put you in a trance
...
will you let yourself go wild?
...
There's a certain satisfaction in a little bit of pain...
I only hurt the ones I love
oh
Erotic
 
And I know this much is true,
Baby, you have become my addiction.
I'm so strung out on you,
I can barely move...but I like it,

Never get enough,
She's the sweetest drug...

:heart:
 
I never say quite what I mean
And never mean quite what I say
And how did that get out of me
And what the hell did I mean to say?
 
Sometimes you're better off dead
There's gun in your hand and it's pointing at your head
You think you're mad, too unstable
Kicking in chairs and knocking down tables
 
I'm in love with your brother
yes I am
but maybe I shouldn't ask for his name
and you danced oh what a dance
 
he’s in the spotlight of a broken sun
he dropped his body like an anchor
like a lump of sugar
and he dissolved..
 
I can't control my hope I can't control my dreams
I can't eat I can't sleep I can't do anything
 
She loves you yeah, yeah, yeah
She loves you yeah, yeah, yeah
She loves you yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

the Beatles B)
 
Where are you hiding, Dolores Haze?
Why are you hiding, darling?
(I talk in a daze, I walk in a maze,
I cannot get out, said the starling).

:heart:
 
meet me by the bridge, meet me by the lane
When am I going to see that pretty face again?
 

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