quinta-feira, janeiro 17, 2008

I Want

i wanna write a book that sings
i wanna ride a horse with wings
i wanna walk on water
i wanna hold my unborn daughter

but these few things could never happen
but i can't help want for them
maybe it's just my nature
time rolls over again

i wanna squeeze a man till he was dead
i want money makers mean what they say
i wanna know the answers to all the questions
i wanna vomit out ill thought like drunken poison