…It's poetry carved in flesh This beautiful hell of ours To the deadliest sin we confess (Tears of joy fill our eyes) We are safe where disfigured saints Cry out their prophecies of doom My heart's a graveyard, baby And…

…that's a first class ticket If you wanna get away 'Coz if you hang around the greys and browns They'll just bring you down Well, it's a useless rap you got to cut the crap Go directly to the things that matter to you Have…

…You have the game, its your play, you have your car, its not far, you want tho take a ride, its beautiful night, you love to talk to girls, its your salt, there is room for more. you like latin girls, it takes you to the level, you have dreamed of, you really can have it all, its your career, it gives you all.…

…over the days, you think you are good, seem that you all are mentalist, you play your own life, in other peoples rooms.…

…seen the world like somebody else. You still like innocence and romance, you play with love, like cupido somewhere else, is it in italian place, where you have a room for Versage.…

…have had sisters, to do girly things, and have more lady evenings. We could have had a lady room, do have girly talk, and live in our own moon.…

…grapped the braid, hit head to the floor, didn't that dude realise how much it hurt, when managed to stand, I pulled up my pants, room again empy, I went back to the window to watch weather. Steen1: For couple months It has…

…tied You would breathe and you'll be alright No one hears you Outside your room I can hear you But it's easy not to If I leave Am I free? If I leave Am I free? When the lights not low and I'm the one who knows it I am…