my mother bleeds history, my brothers bleed history they say the eyes, they say it all there's ghosts in here and oh, they will beat you and oh, they'
Where there are shadows There will be light You write that you know me You'll wish that you were right Fall into the playground You wish that you are
Look for me to climb fallen trees in yellow summer Look for me in wide falling fields of bohemia All awake With a heavy hand holding me down I stay All
(The self-begotten deity) The steadfast Earth shuddered roaring fires ran over heavens in tears & howling embodied a female form: Mother of all beings
Dancin' mother, twirling round, Barefood dancin' Mother naked, sing to me A song of wonder Dancin' mother, up in the sky As old as time There's a wind
Chorus: Mummy and daddy owned me till I could understand At the end of my arm was my own fucking hand In my head I had a brain that they
Tenia que sacar buenas notas en la escuela para poder salir con su pandilla. Tenia que robarle al padre de la billetera algun dinero para sus pastillas
A tu padre le robaron la radio del auto, tu le robas los cigarros cuando esta llegando el sabado a ti te roban cuando estas frente al televisor, a ti
FZ: Ok? Now if you still want to get your name in magazines he wants five hundred dollars a month! JCB: Where does it come from? We worked one gig this
[Lyrics: Jason] oh...how I dream...dream of you my past anguish fills me with temptation so clear the memories of our days of youth the days of comfort
Dedicated to the one and only mother earth "Dan" You mother, you bear me by fire Into the lake of the abyssic dark There where no light shines, nor even
Il faut chanter pour toutes les Mamans du monde Elles qui nous ont donne bien plus que la vie De nos premieres a leurs dernieres secondes Pour tant d?
I was once the mother of two, and i'm a mother indeed, i fill one child's ears with lies and hate that keep the glue to her feet. i used to have a son
Refrain A toutes les meres qui ne trouvent pas en leur fils La gratitude pour tous leurs sacrifices A toutes les s?urs qui malgre elles subissent
Look for me to climb fallen trees in yellow summer look for me in wide falling fields of bohemia all awake with a heavy hand holding me down I stay
One good thing the bad things do is pull us all together. A shoulder blade to cry onto, pull us all together. A friend is one who comes around when