sábado, outubro 22, 2005

Deranged...


Funny how secrets travel
I'd start to believe if
I were to bleed
Thin skies, the man chains his hands held high
Cruise me blond
Cruise me babe
A blond belief beyond beyond beyond
No return
No return
I'm deranged
Deranged my love
I'm deranged down down down
So cruise me babe cruise me baby
And the rain sets in
It's the angel-man
I'm