Lyrics:
I've chosen to remember you exactly as you are
If looks could be pickled and stored in a jar
1997 trapped inside a conversation
That party was
A ghost town
Replaced my healthy mind
I'm haunted
By my own thoughts at night
Enlighten me
My candles glowing low
Be curious
There's more of me
Baby won't you dim the lights so I can come surround you
Sweeter than a dandelion I'm captured by your powers
Can we bathe by candle light I'm oh so
of innocence
How are you simply expected to cope?
How is it, that the purest of candles are held by the darkest?
How is it, that the whitest of lilies are soiled
From a tree swings an apple
A pear or a candle
That once caught captive of your love
Is asked by dear time to sway
Is asked by dear time to sway
have no doubt
He don't have to know
What the world's about
I said Jake
Now won't you wait
What's got into you
Your candle is burning
The wheels are
you
Your candle is burning
The wheels are turning
What you gonna do
My brother Jake
Won't you start again
Try makin' some friends
Jake,
Heaven's on Hold, just cruel silence and my pain
My faith fadin' faster than a candle in a hurricane
Empty pews so cold, and a choir so faint
In this lonely
A thousand candles lighted and each candle is a prayer
Let us break the darkness through this little candle light
Let us throw the darkness through
to your forehead
Evil exorcised
Fucked by the bishop - in front of a laughing crowd
Forced down on your knees - Swallow holy cum
Torn out vagina - sawed off
It must be getting early
Clocks are running late
Paint by numbers morning sky
Looks so phony
Dawn is breaking everywhere
Light a candle, curse
It must be getting early
Clocks are running late
Paint by numbers morning sky
Looks so phony
Dawn is breaking everywhere
Light a candle, curse
świecie
Żadne nowe drogie ciuchy i nie to że
Brzydkie rzeczy w furze z 1997
Bo jeśli czegoś serio mi potrzeba no to ciebie
Znowu gramy albo gramy i tak
TWO
THE LIFE THAT I WAS LEADING
NEVER HAD MUCH MEANING
NOW IT'S ALL A DREAM THAT'S COMING TRUE
EVER SINCE I FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU
WRITTEN BY TIM JAMES
I've woken up on the wrong side of the floor since 1997
I can't get this fucking hole out of my head
And as I walk on this bedroom floor with no
be a dime if
A dime was worth eleven cents
If a dime was worth eleven cents
Maybe twelve cents
It was back in the day, 1997, plus ten
(plus ten, plus
La la la la
yeah things are changing in few situations
and we became another level
from the bottom to the motherfuckin' top
I born in 창원 1997
아무것도
the billion
Nigga getting fucked like an athlete
If a nigga need vision he can ask me
It feel like 1997 when I pull up pimpin the pen
And when I pull up with
(Blessin' and Blessin)
I go by the name Dezire
Y'all listen up
(Yeah)
Dem say Michael u do dis
Some say D-Zed u did dat
(Blessin' and Blessin)
4
the soldier's return
Despair at feeling alone for so long
By the light of the candle that burns
For his life for the day of the soldier's return
Hear
away and dim
Kept alive by him
Seven blocks away
Before I go to bed I fall down on my knees and pray
That he will keep his candle burning just a moment
a candle
All of my bitches is dancers
Killing you niggas like cancer
Live in the jungle with Panthers
Don't look at me for the answers
I caught
(Music by Bartsch/Matton - February 1997
Poems by Bartsch - December 1996)
Wollust labt sich an tröstlichem Schmerz
Und Schweiß vermischt sich mit
to the sea
The wind is full of a thousand voices
They pass by the bridge and me.
I can see lights in the distance
Trembling in the dark cloak of night
Candles
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