There's a little girl that I know about. You wanna quote me then you can. Cuz she's so fine, all the time. I'm hoping some day she can be just mine. I gotta tell you son.
Stumble to a room. I've never seen before. She sits on plastics sheets. On the floor. Smoke and incense. And mead. She will fulfill. My every need. The sun will rise just for me.
Même si les bleus. Dans mes yeux. Me rendent souvent, souvent. Malheureuse. Même si sa violence. Me vole mon enfance. Même si la peur. Dans mon regard.
Satu kisah mengalun. Berkisar tentang cinta. Penuh impian menawan. Antara kamu dan aku. . Hari berganti hari. Indahnya terlewati. Terasa kian semu. Kutahu kan berakhir sendu.
Deixe-me ir. Preciso andar. Vou por aí a procurar. Rir pra não chorar. Deixe-me ir. Preciso andar. Vou por aí a procurar. Sorrir pra não chorar. . Quero assistir ao sol nascer.
You don't want to take a no for an answer. And I keep on trying to say yes. It's so hard to be the man that you want me to be. And I guess I lost my way.
Cerco una scusa per scriverti.. Parlare della morte per esorcizzare,. soltanto un altro modo di aspettare.. Dovevi credermi.. . Quante mani spingono il mio corpo?.
Io. sono qui. seduto accanto a te. e mi sento un po' a disagio.. Io. non so. come mettere le gambe. e il braccio:. ti stringerei.. . Prendo del vino,.
Sono piccolo. ed ingombrante.. Un po' ridicolo,. un po' elegante.. Io cerco un'altra identità,. dimensione fisica.. . Sensorialità,. costantemente. con le sue ovvietà..
Flat bush, kick push, boogie board. Punch drunk, punch kick, super hard. Bruce Lee, Spike Lee, broken nose. Pop's home, pop's gone, broken home. . Live Aid, A-Team, fly like Mike.
V1. I wrote this when I was speeding, I think I mean it. I was drinking with my demons, started signing agreements. And every morning now, I'm forced to say the Pledge of Allegiance.
He perdido el balance por tu amor,. En tus manos yo caí, tienes control sobre mi. Tu cuerpo es la cárcel y yo un prisionero. Y jamás quiero salir, condenado soy feliz..
Welcome the people of the land. I'm glad to see you've made it. In this atmosphere. . The wind flies by its so obscene. And you're just on a trip with me.
Humans, a supposed force of love. Where did we get lost?. A socialistic rhyme makes a song line. In reverse of the everyday grind. I got a question for you.
You're gonna make me pay for it. You're gonna make me wait for it. You're gonna make me pay for it now. . Well l made our bread,. and I laid out clothes.