Jill Tracy piosenki

I’ll pack up a suitcase and I’ll hide inside your ear I’ll resurrect the memory and eradicate the fear I’ll scrawl your name across my skin until it bleeds I’ll ascend into your heaven while I’m treading in your sea I’ll do anything at all I’ll grant you...

you’re the enemy of the out because I let you in you’re the foeman of the wide, my patience has worn thin you’re the other half of evil because you’re awfully good you’re the sinister of sometime more often than you should you’re the dark side of the quic...

slave to good intention mastermind the great a victim to the culprit of finding out too late so I linger in the hallway one story down below longing for a 45 revolver and a 62 bordeaux but you’re the only one who can please me you’re the only one...

we’ll meet again my dear on doomsday pigs will be flying through the sky upon the twelfth of never at a quarter past forever stricken with the rapture we will watch the world’s demise we’ll meet again my dear on doomsday a hint of Armageddon fills the...

i’ll hold your hand while they drag the river i’ll cuddle you in the underflow i’ll keep my hand on your trigger finger i’ll take you down where the train tracks go let’s wile away the hours let’s spend an evil night together we’ll drink a toast in the tortu...

oh my dear, you runneth over with your cup of convoluted wares the aftermath is sinking lower the perfect pales beyond compare your garden’s rushing to my head now your guise will leave no stone unturned I’m paralyzed by your concoction your sleight of...

I lock the door and I check it twice Before I climb the stairs I see you lurking down below Underneath the streetlight’s glare Your footsteps approaching A shadow cloaks the room I revel in this nightmare But I keep waking up too soon Over and over ag...

you live inside a clock I feel your hands upon my face choking on the aftertaste of Time and should the ticking stop just watch my heart disintegrate into these fragments you’ve embedded in your mind you’re light years away but you’re still mine most...

No medicine for this malady No snake oil, no gris gris There’s no magic potion, no afterglow No backstage exit To some secret show And I’m screaming at these four walls Shivering from the thought That I just can’t shake it baby Because the words into...

Hey there Mr. Blue I know everything you need Don’t have to scratch the skin To watch the colors bleed It gets mangled in translation Indigo aquamarine And I’m scraping up the ashes Just to hold on to the flame Bending over backwards Just to stay in...

those blasted clocks have all run down or does time stand still without you around the birds don’t sing their little song the prophecies have all proved wrong the persian rugs have gone threadbare the waxing moon has lost its flair the wishes drowned be...

what’s the fascination with the flame I can sense something getting hotter again they call it an obsession orange, yellow and blue a little dose of friction another night’s work is through make it burn let the fire ignite your mind just a slight indu...

As dark as Venus and I want you Huddled close in a corner of the room Why can’t it always stay like this? But it starts too late and it ends too soon Sugar stains and a hangnail moon Why can’t we always stay like this? So pretty, so perfect, petrified...

baby watch my blood boil to an opalescent blue better draw the curtain they’re trying to catch a glimpse of you slowly watch the fruit die still clinging to the vine redemption from a bottle that stays empty all the time but my dear it’s worth the pa...

I kinda like the way you move me sleek and slick and upside down this blur of colors rushing through me but you can’t utter a sound I kinda like the way you push me into a state of disarray let’s conjure up a castle and we’ll toss the key away I know...

There are stains on the walls that won’t come clean Mementos of his final scene The plaster is peeling skin that’s gone grey The door stays locked to keep Time away The abandoned spoil of love and despair Gideon’s Bible and an old black chair And an obj...

Trick me with your pretty things Black horses with their silver wings The halos in the sky are calling me again You reign under a broken crown Archangel of the underground The quicksand in your eyes is taking me down Could you be the one I sell my soul...

it’s quite an elaborate scheme the fine art of poisoning the dose to comatose slyly administered not for the frail of heart the vengeful must play their part a friend to the bitter end or so they say nice and slow misfortune will flow peril in the...

oh dear old Maddie Burton she was always so uncertain the moment that would end her life came with her husband’s hunting knife the precocious Phineas Ray never felt the need to pray knelt with a bullet to his head and a note pinned to the bed (that re...

Immerse me headfirst and I’ll never be afraid Just roll me over While the undercurrents rage Just give me something I can hold onto The tide is calling I’ve never seen a night like this I’m through pretending Within this calculated bliss I’m praying...