Here`s the pictures. I promised to send. You see the airbase. Where we were sent. Now the winter. Has started to descend. Your loving son was sent here.
I was walking down the street thinking about the time. The federal bureau was on the street busting out the crime. Well, if I travel every day why you wanna go?.
Portas fechadas. Que, s abrem pra quem quer ver. Pulsos cortados, imitam a TV. Olho pra rua. Da mesma janela. Que, costumvamos pensar onde ir. O tempo passou, e voc no voltou.
Today I am your chariot horse. Tomorrow I'm your albatross. Suspended by the finest thread. No one could ever see. . And when there's breathing in your ear.
I feel a good sensation. And I been lifted child by your soul creation. Don't you stop just to look away. I want you to listen, child, to what I say. .
I feel a good sensation. And I been lifted child by your soul creation. Don't you stop just to look away. I want you to listen, child, to what I say. .
So maybe I wasn't. That good a friend. But you were one of us. And I will wonder. Just like anyone. If there was something. Else I could've done. . So maybe it's true that.
Pre>. Intro:. . C g ||: d em g :||. . Verse 1:. D em g d. When you were with me, you were killing time. D m g d. I took a lot of yours, but you took all of mine.
Pre>chords:. G5 3x0033. Gma9 3x0232. D/c# x4023x. Bm/a x04432. G2 3x023x. D2 xx0230. F#m7 2x2220. . *** intro:. . G5 | g5 | g5. . *** verse 1:. Gma9 d.
Well, today a friend told me this sorry tale as he stood there trembling and turning pale he said each day's harder to get on the scale sort of like jacob marley's chain..
Pre>. Capo 3 - eb maps as c. . *** intro:. C g | em am. C g | em am c | g. . *** verse 1. G d em c. I was winding my clock. G d em c. Which was waking us up.
Woke up on the wrong side of bed again. Brings a little bit of luck but a whole lot of headache. Any my lady thinks I'm crazy cause the music's never ending.
If you're looking to tell it all - And save your soul. I know what you can do. You can start by letting me in - So we can begin. To mend these salted wounds.
I was beating my head in, head in. Against the wall. I was beating my brains dead, brains dead. Against it all. . Junk sick. Just here for the cure. .
Just friends, lovers no more. Just friends, but not like before. To think of what we've been and not to kiss again. Seems like pretending it isn't the ending.
L'acqua più fresca dal nulla ne scaturì. Il sole si nascose, dal cielo scese il pane. E ritornò la quiete fra la gente.. Un altro mistero si aggiunge ai miei "perché?"..
The snow is falling down on the streets. It dressed the town in white colours. I wait for your call. Or for your knock at my door. But I know that I'll be waiting in vain.
I, I saw her in the news. Someone robbed a bank today. He took a girl to getaway. . I saw them drive off in a car. Hunted by the press. Looking for their own success.
She'd fix me a dinner of sunflower seeds. And ready-whipped topping inhalers. And take me down South with Hall and Oats in her mouth. My first love my Joan Jett of Arc.
I was searching for something I could not describe. So I stared at the sun till the tears filled my eyes. Well I thought I was empty so I paid the cost.