You found me at a loss Because night resolved the day(?) Collected up my thoughts And threw them all away And suddenly I realize where you should have
Breaths of anguish drown the words Welling at my throat The sky ablaze with stars unchanging The callous stare of a world unyielding A whisper A passing
backfired at the disco, we were dancing at the disco It backfired at the disco, we were dancing at the disco Yeah, it backfired at the disco, when she slapped me at
in a hiding spot and keep it there for you. (Keep it there for you) There's just not enough to feed the family, And I can't manage to save a morsel,
down this crowded street, without an image or a care in my head. The evening breaks, and triggers street lights under this moon-lit summer sky, and it paints a
at the disco We were dancing at the disco Yeah, it backfired at the disco When you slapped me at the disco Yeah, it backfired at the disco We were dancing at
goodbye To a girl and her horse With a bond you can't deny Sometimes you find You're far, far behind on the course Some things are best left Between a
you hoping for Do you know Once we were standing still in time Chasing the fantasies That filled our minds You knew how I loved you But my spirit was free Laughin' at
's true, I only wanna be with you You stopped and smiled at me And asked me if I wanna date And I fell into your open arms Oh, and I didn't stand a chance
be a god if this world is a failure? The problem is old but yet to be solved So, if there ever was a god He's either dead, powerless or a sadist Only
words and fighting talk I'm so scared, just kill me Time and time again I can't live with compromise So, maybe we can talk as friends If at first you
. Where I demand your silence. Comes to a point where I can't accept another lie. The day has finally come where I would die for your silence. At loss
your mind up. well, my friend, Youve got a lot to learn, ya do. Why do we deny ourselves? In terms of love, Im at a loss. So well. Oh Well, oh Well Oh
back now With nothing left to sell ya You can't obliterate this battle station With a stunning lack of wit and imagination now So I guess I'm not a total loss And a
, uuh Uh-huh, yeah, uuh Uh-huh, yeah, yeah Hear my cries Hear my call Lend me your ears See my fall See my error Know my faults Time halts See my loss
his life Saving a nice old man and his wife When their house is filled with flames Earning him honor and fame Jacques Lamure is a foreman at a clock
? Up in tre ten Heimdalsgate me and Nina making fun of footballers in Rudolph Neilson Plass I practice my Norwegian on poor befuddled waitresses who shake their heads completely at a loss
