(Intro) This is a story Though the names have been changed The facts remain the same On this arista track next there gonna let u know whats going
I'm wide awake but you've got me dreaming Make no mistake, I love how I'm feeling I can't believe the spell that I'm under You get to me and boy it's
Překlad: Dalida. To, co nikdo další muž.
Překlad: Mohu se bordel jako nikdo podnikání. Další hloupé Song.
Překlad: Další. Nikdo.
Překlad: Nikdo se Angel. Další zastávkou nebe.
Překlad: Switchface. Nikdo nechce Další Em.
: Te veo obstinada En hacer tu maleta En borrar al marcharte Una vida completa En tirar tierra al fuego Por querer apagarlo En dejar nuestro mundo Y
: Cada que te veo pasar, Me ponen a delirar, Tus bellos ojos. Solo tu me haces temblar, Me estas haciendo volar, Me vuelves loco. Quiero acariciarte
: We won't be sleeping in our autumn beds We won't be sleeping in our autumn beds We won't be sleeping in our autumn beds We won't be sleeping in our
: Well I took off running at the greatest speed I didn't bother looking to either side of me Oh, I did not see, I just did not see what was really going
: Daniel read the paragraph He read until the words ran out It said we're all in trouble now Poison in the juice carafe We drank until our thirst ran
: Well! Well! Well! Well! We spun like birds on fire right down towards the residence and I I took all that I desired, even crooks have to pay the rent
: I've got it all, most I've got it all almost all figured out But always when I get there Always when I get there all the pieces they just fall apart
: At the movies, eyes iced over Walking sideways, through the gutters And you realize that the floor sticks to your feet like history Don't you look
: If you break these moth wing feelings Powdering dust on your fingers We know we're not praying we're kneeling Hard enough just to say you believe them
: I guess I am a scout So I should find a way out So everyone can find a way out They keep us in To pull us out I'm rising up Wish I was sinking down
: We'll be fighting in the streets With our children at our feet And the morals that they worship will be gone And the men who spurred us on Sit in judgement