belong Shout, scream your hearts out Don?t let nobody take you down Where you ain?t belong Shout! It?s your time to shout So shout! It?s your time shout
Where you ain't belong Shout, scream your hearts out Don't let nobody take you down Where you ain't belong, yeah It's your time to shout So shout,
Traduzione: Black Tide. Shout.
give you love. and should your worries shout and fill your heart with doubt. she will come to your side and silence all their sound. chorus: love is lost in the black
Really don't mind if you sit this one out. My words but a whisper -- your deafness a shout! I may make you feel but I can't make you think. Your sperm
Really don't mind if you sit this one out. My words but a whisper - your deafness a SHOUT. I may make you feel but I can't make you think. Your sperm
Voice in the Dark! Yami no ~FORIA~ Shinju no kizuna ubae Voice in the Dark! Saa! Hajimaru utsukushiku karei na SHOU Voice in the Dark! Uta ni nosete
it in the iron you steamin with (That's right) It's what they dress wounds and treat diseases with (Shout it out) The rich and poor, black and white got
dawgs All my ma Mothafuckin Bosses niggas who callin the Shots shout out to my nigga j money Hoodrich official this one rite here Brand new from the black
in this storm like birds over sails. III I have caught the dead again: I click my eyes And there they are, mercurial ghosts, formed And moving; so the dead do move, and shout
changing Day by day... Red - the blood of angry men! Black - the dark of ages past! Red - a world about to dawn! Black - the night that ends at last!
changing day by day... Red - the blood of angry men! Black - the dark of ages past! Red - a world about to dawn! Black - the night that ends at last
lads broke out one evening Climbed through the wire and down the lough beside We spied some fishers in their long boats Casting nets out on the silvery tide
night on fire Lost a lot of people as the day begun Who lit the funeral pyre? On an elevator in the heart of town Someone make somebody scream Black
P-A-T One hundred, yeah, that's me If you don't recognize, you gon' see I'm a straight-up trill OG In a black-on-black-on-black Cadillac, like a Mack
the iron you steamin with (That's right) It's what they dress wounds and treat diseases with (Shout it out0 The rich and poor, black and white got need