7 Search Results for "handle"
March 24, 2011
Disappointed Charlie.
I can handle being lonely, but I can't handle not shipping out.
December 24, 2008
learning that life is all about how you handle adversity, and that those who handle adversity the greatest general do better in life, this is one of those times i need to handle the adversity.
November 26, 2010
You can't handle the Thug.
August 22, 2007
upside down at more miles per hour than i can count and sadly it feels as though i just can't handle it like i used to.
July 17, 2004
hazards of procrastination, i'll handle that topic later.
throughout time i become, become, become. through and through this golden road. i will never be done. the sum is not too large and never will be, only growing, with the eyes one will see. time is young and bodies are old, life's the perfect balance of fragile and strong.
March 6, 2003
the love of corduroy, the need for speed, and wishing the slope was steeper.
how much speed can a bugsy handle, if a bugsy had more slope.
July 5, 2003
shoes in the alley, flying down to cali, we're lacing them up, all before they corrupt...you, rocking this side of swing, catching a ride in my benz gullwing, not enough to scuff this soul i'm sliding, burning coal and our minds colliding, sipping this summer breeze, kissing my hummers knees, dancing with the devil, prancing hearts on an anvil, lush and tall crushing your all, can you handle that, or do you tattle on that cat, talking into my pillow, walking beneath old willow, a tree for your blessing and a fee for you caressing, you're peddling in my direction, heading for my connection, down to the earth, frown twice upon your birth, stand above my grave hand along my brave...heart as a start to the rest of the world, like a pest all but curled in the foot of your bed, it feels like soot spewing from your head, the weight of lead, the wait of time, rolled into luscious rhymes, cold like the story you tell, and lies you sell, you're meeting your fiance, cheating on beyonce, speak on that, leak on that, you've got nothing now, the louvre's got something now, art became of your death, tasting tart and mary beth, she says it's criminal, he says it's original, sam that is, knowing absurd, blowing the word, across the table, a moss of fables, sitting at your chair, knitting your hair, fibs rest on your lips, ribs rest on your hips, here in cali, beer in the alley, empty shoes singing your hidden blues.
