Well, this ain't no side show This is the great unknown This is the poison we take, yeah Outside the velvet rope Standing there all alone Are the grotesque
You can't quit until you try You can't live until you die You can't learn to tell the truth Until you learn to lie You can't breathe until you choke
Well, you were right We never really gave a damn We spent our lives Roaming through the wasteland And through this all We should have had a better plan
So here we are at the end And at the same time we're at the beginning of this misadventure Why I had to go down a dead end street at 200 miles an hour
Well, I apologize That your memory serves you more than I can now You'll have to make sense of my life somehow Yeah, well, somehow Well, I close my eyes
She lights a candle but she doesn't know why She wants to save me but I'm barely alive My soul is thirsty, I just wanna get high Make her go away Well
Paint yourself a picture Of what you wish you looked like Maybe then they just might Feel an ounce of your pain Come into focus Step out of the shadows
The traffic's backed up on the 405 And the smog's so thick, you can cut it with a knife But it gives me time to think about my life I take the 10 to
As the light washes over the morning rise You're still asleep and that's all right I can be still 'cause you look so sweet And beautiful next to me And
Feels like your life is over Feels like all hope is gone You kiss it all the way, maybe, maybe This is a second coming This is a call to arms Your finest
Oh no, how could this happen to Such an amazing young boy? I had my whole life ahead of me Oh God, how could you have let this Happened to such a lovely
'm a left out on the [Incomprehensible] Attention gets me high And I'm so unafraid I like fortune and fame And when I hear the sirens coming My temperature begins to drop, yeah Am
I don't want to die out here in the valley Waiting for my luck to change And I just want my dad to know That I finally made it Everybody gets high Everybody
December 25th, 1986 - Van Nuys. Merry Christmas. That's what people say at Christmas, right? Except normally they have someone to say it to. They have
She was born at 6 a.m. On New Year's Day In an alley right at the heart Of where the homeless children play And the truth is that we will never Even
Piles of roses at my feet, friends and lovers gather around me. Whisper, "Fairwell," one by one, clear their conscious as they surround me. Close your
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