How ironic, I'm nailed to the cross While the vultures stuff their mouths God and the devil are split by a thin white line Six? feet from an early grave
time, no time, I???l keep it going, no time, no time, I???l keep it going, no time, no time, there is no reason for this, no time, no time, and there
slowly disappear time is not a remedy time is just an enemy wec??e aimless and anemic everyday time is not receivable time is unbelievable timec?? about to steal it all away time
How ironic I'm nailed to the cross while the vultures stuff their mouths. God and the devil are split by a thin white line Six? feet from an early grave
Překlad: Pokaždé, když jsem umřít. Úžasné Slut.
Překlad: END. No Time.
Překlad: END. Čas není lék.
workin on it. Man fuck it kill'em all we gon need a ton of flowers. And if you need impossibilie give me bout an hour. Its time to turn a polaroid to
so complete when I'm around you No one else could touch me quite so deeply No one's love could satisfy me so sweetly Love me till the end of time Why
along Before The Beatles and 'Yesterday' a man could still work and still would Is the best of the free life behind us now? Are the good times really
are A blink and a flash back to you again You push me down tried to steal it all This time I pushing back! Don't even try your wasting time Jump back
the end of time, love you till the end of time Love you till the end of time, love you till the end of time Till the end of time, till stars don't shine
tell me How the world could be so blind Does anybody know what happens to love When love runs out of time I can still remember The last time we
let's fade away Forget it all for just one day Tonight, tonight, oh baby we'll fade away This is our time, oh yeah So baby it's time to go They said it's time
were I was singing a different song This could be just what we need right now Tell me how it feels to be The living end of your time The stupid things
along Before The Beatles and 'Yesterday' When a man could still work, still would The best of the free life behind us now And are the good times really