There's a girl that you should know she was mine not so long ago Had my number and we fell in love She put me under and I got los... t my nerve and I
You've taken all my will to Exploit my face behind these hands And you're far to shallow to drown me in your follies You wont make it far, this is bigger
You change your mind like a girl changes clothes Yeah, you PMS like a bitch that I know And you always think, always speak cryptically You're no good
Visitor come to my room and see all the trash I made. Stay a while, I'm on the verge of laying it down. A vagabond, and all his trash in search to find
Wake up in the morning feeling? like P?Diddy, grab my glasses I?m out the door I?m bout to hit this city, before I leave brush my teeth with a bottle
Murder the man who devoured your god For these hands like houses will protect you from the storm.
Pour water on thyself Thus shalt thou be A creator of the sun Charon will inhibit his entrance The fields and dwellings of relapsing ruins Find thou thyself
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[Huizar] Se cansaron de esperar la resurreccion de los muertos sepultaron el mito de carlos marx se vomitan en todo lo que es capitalismo ya no se dejan
uuna palomita que llego hasta mis manos con el pecho destrozado porque le habian causado una fuerte desilucion una palomita que cuide con mucho esmero
I can't get a job you see Is there something wrong with me? Who said life is fair I don't wanna be on welfare I'm contemplating live or die Push or pull
Intro: Oh, hey, uh, uh, uh, uh Get mad gal, lose yuh face gal, lose yuh head gal, nah nuh head gal Wine yuh waist gal, lose yuh face gal, lose yuh head
They are kneeling on my back in Connecticut. And I watch for signs, but I just hurt my neck. I believe, believe, that you?re the God of Abraham. And you
What happened to my heroes They seemed to disappear The idols keep on singin' But they don't sound sincere Oh woe is me, oh woe is me I don't got no
(Nick Reynolds/Bob Shane/John Stewart) In Trinidad there was a family with much confusion, as you will see. There was a mama and a papa and a son-of-
Intro: Gangsta fa life Real bakkle is on Anyway gangsta fa life Anyway Chorus: 2x Weh dem a do weh dem a try Marrow wi fly into di sky Gun mi nuh barrow
Come un bullone che va dritto al suo bersaglio l?istinto batte il tempo, deciso, non sbaglio, preciso come la cassa dritta in quattro che rimanda una
All the words in my mouth that the scene deemed unworthy of letting out banded together to form a makeshift militia and burrowed bloodily through my