when I walk down the street
I'm on my bare feet
so I can better feel the heat,
the heat of the street
tru' my bare feet I can feel my whole body
absorbed by the heat of the street
and when I walk down the street
on my bare feet
while feeling
the heat,
the heat of the street,
I can hear this pulsating beat,
the beat of the street
it's the beat of the heat of the street
that's why on on my bare feet
when I walk down the street
nobody but my lonely heart by crisislief, literature
Literature
nobody but my lonely heart
nobody loves me
nobody cares
not one girl who sees me,
sees me as I am
nobody loves me
nobody loves me
nobody cares
friends come a dime a dozen,
but real friends are few
nobody cares
nobody loves me
nobody cares
nobody cares if you don'
t know
who's that in the mirror
nobody loves you
until you succeed loving yourself first
somebody cares about you and me
everywhere we go-o
(everywhere we go-o)
people always ask us
(people always ask us)
who we a-are
(who we a-are)
where we come from
(where we come from)
WE'RE FROM SCOUTING!
when I was young
it seems that life was so wonderful
a miracle
oh, it was beautiful
magical
and when you hit me with music
I can't feel no pain
sweet music
sweet sweet music
disco music
hiphop music
metal music
reggae music
ma femme est dans l'espace
while everybody's rapping like it's a commercial
acting like life is a big commercial
so this is what I wanna say to you all :
be true to yourself and you will never fall!
Ik ben niet te stoppen.
Ik ben niet te stoppen, jaaah.
Ik ben niet te stoppen want
ze kunnen me niet stoppen, jaaah.
Deze beat is echt rauw.
Deze beat is echt asjemenou.
For Tristan Tzara, part 1 by crisislief, literature
Literature
For Tristan Tzara, part 1
which is the way
that divides us
over which I spread
the hand of my thoughts
a flower is written
against every fingertop
and at the end of the street
is a flower that walks along with you
I don't care
about how much
I care
one life
one love
I gotta keep on going
till the platinummoment
one life
one love
I live my life like a bum
I do it all for the music
Once there was a man
He thought he had it all
The charms,
the talent,
the good looks
and the intellect
Unfortunately it was all a dream
When he woke up in an unfriendly place,
he said : I really thought I had it all
Current Residence: somewhere outthere Favourite genre of music: any music as long as it got some decent beat innit Favourite style of art: 80s Personal Quote: "all you need is a true friend"