It's out of my hands, And all I can do is wait, It's the not knowing that has put me in this state, The minutes feel like hours, The tension is too great
Charlie Brown had a big block head wore a stripy sweater everyday Tried to kick that football but Lucy always pulled the mother fucker away Flew a kite
Do you know Tony Montana? Rode a boat here from Havana, Scar from eating pussy lines his face. Finds a day job washing dishes, Hates his life, he only
Dear diary, today was a good day Papa and I picked wild flowers Mama joined and we lay in the sunshine Then we sang and danced for hours I know tomorrow
Dear diary, today was a great day Bought myself a brand new horse She?s strong and fast and so very beautiful and just a little wild of course I know
Dear Diary Today was a fine day I got the music in my soul I'm writing songs and making records I feel my life is finally whole I can't wait to tell my
Dear Diary Today was a grand day Took a bath, had a spot of tea Did the New York Times crossword puzzle Listened to a symphony I think I'll go for a leisurely
Wanna have some quality time with my son So I brought him down to the fishin' hole Didn't like the feelin' of that worm in his hand Got mad, threw
Come, fair lady to my bed, we go, And verily sweet pleasure?s we shall know, Yet, where thy belly meets thy limb, I beseech thee give a trim, For thy
law enforcement agents cant tell from my face Ive got 3 balloons of coke in an uncomfortable place Im sweating and im nervous and i need a little air cause with 4 balloons
I want to write you a poem That stands the test of all time A couplet, a quatrain, a ballad, a note With meter and rythym and rhyme I want it to speak
Hand in hand we walk the city. Beneath the darkened skies. Stealing kisses in the shadows away from prying eyes. Hiding out from those we know. Secrets
"ight"? Stephen: In my story he did. Friend: Wilbur was street in your story? Stephen: Yes Friend: Word Stephen: See, you can't stump me Friend: Slavery? Stephen
Alright. Hey, hey what do you say? I come from a place called the U.S. of A. Ho, ho what do you know? Hop in my car and let's go. Well this is a song
