Aqui estan pasando demasiadas cosas, cuando te convertiste en esto. Aprovecho solo mi derecho .. a una autonomia merecida. Llego y encuentro mi guitarra
Quiero imaginar que ya no existe nada mas, resulta imposible si esto sigue igual no voy a parar, de esto no me canso ni descanso no voy a ceder, no tengo
[Music:Fredrik Thordendal, M?rten Hagstr?m; Lyric:Tomas Haake] I'M A CARNAL, ORGANIC ANAGRAM. HUMAN FLESH INSTEAD OF WRITTEN LETTERS. I REARRANGE MY
Sidewalk Sunday seem right on Monday That's the way it's always been Chasing after a bit of laughter that's hanging in the wind Ooh, I'm in love with
I made all my money with my friends but I lost my pride They can't believe that I'm feeling a strain inside When I keep slipping on right and wrong
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Who am I to turn to, Who is gonna know Everything that's
I will serenade you, all along the way I will serenade you, anyway you say Take you to the country, I'll take you to the shore Show you to my garden,
Cool breeze, how long will it blow Green trees, how tall will they grow All men, you reap just what you sow Ten years, maybe then no more Sunshine,
See the man on the black top highway Moving to no man's land All alone on the black top highway Moving just as fast as he can Ridin' thumb, ridin' thumb
Singer man, sing me a song Singer man, sing me a song My singer man, you sing me a song Singer man (I hear you singing) sweet harmony I hear you singing
Wash away my troubles, wash away my pain With the rain in Shambala Wash away my sorrow, wash away my shame With the rain in Shambala [Chorus:] Ah, ooh
A storybook feeling about you Foretells the happiness that could be So dry those brown eyes that I'm kissing And maybe you'll think you love me You'
Glorify her smile Condemn his frown [x2] Choke on the phrases left unsaid Silver bullets that pierce my ears Shadows of demons melt my persona Taken
I'm a carnal, organic anagram Human flesh instead of written letters I rearrange my pathetic tissue I incise, I replace, I'm reformed I eradicate the
Glorify her smile Condemn his frown Choke on the phrases left unsaid Silver bullets that pierce my ears Shadows of demons melt my persona Taken from
This hybrid city in love with the UFO's arms down and still as a stick you stand for the UFO's I REMEMBER WHEN YOU SAID THEY WERE'NT REAL LOOKS LIKE YOU