If I talk to you. Will you stick around?. I like the way you look. I like the way you touch. . If you were my friend. Do you think we could pretend?. That everything's alright.
Not a trace of emotion remains inside. Two hearts broken lay down by the riverside. Single handed they tried to escape from me. With a turn of the wheel it was drivin' me.
Another boy in lost again. under our horrified eyes. one by one are swallowed and. what we hear are parent's cries. a weekend with drunk friends. and your ride home ia a funeral march.
Lovers carve names in the sand. I wrote our ones on a rock face. Now that you're gone words they stabd. I'm climbing again chisel in hand. Pain carved my soul whith a slash.
Pull me over, I don't have to need you. Like you always need to scorn. You make me wring out my eyes. Like a shepherd wants to die. When he doesn't come home for dinner.
B, B, O, O, B, B, B, B, Y, Y. D, D, I, I, G, G, I, I, T, T, A, A, L, L. Bobby Digital, Bobby Digital. Alright, great job. . Dear momma, no need for the head drama.
Friends, a warehouse pain. They tack their own car. . A thousand kids who buried their parents. . There's laughing outside. We're locked out of the public eye.
I need something ultraclean. Plastic strap around the meat man, cutting off his will to die. The moment looks inside us all, but time is fast and so am I.
Universo de colores. Género: Salsa. . Intro. Yo quiero amarte para siempre y contigo estar, gritarle al mundo que te llevo aquí en mi alma. Contar del 1 al 3, oír el ruido del tambor, decir te quiero, decir te quiero..
Now I was only five. When my dad told me I'd die. I cried as he said, "Son. There ain't nothing to be done". . Now all the fists I thrown. Just trying to prove him wrong.
What chall call freedom I can't call no,. What chall call freedom just a word yeah,. What chall call freedom looked like guns to me,. Your guns look like fear to me..
Je suis ne un 25 avril. avant les Beatles. et ma mere avait 20 ans. et les yeux de mon pere.. On marchait sur la lune. c'etait le temps des tortols (???).
Forse non sara una canzone. a cambiare le regole del gioco. Edoardo ma voglio viverla cosi quest'avventura,. senza frontiere, con il cuore in gola.. Bennato.
Waiting for something to come out of the dark. I know I have seen him, his presence is cold. Wherever he's moving, he's leaving his mark. Thunder and lightning strikes, and hell unfolds.
[1.]. I feel that chains are holding me down. "The normal norm" is keeping me bound. I need to face and vent my extremes. I need my hate and violent dreams.
Are you really who you say you are?. You walk all over broken hearts. Has it been so bad that I'm just a joke to you?. You can't take it back you've gone to far.
Life is a game. nothing's ever the same. . No matter how much you can try.. Everything's fine when you have a good time. . But minutes later you could cry..