She has a, she has a beautiful vein She has a, she has a beautiful vein and she showed it to me, yesterday. He has a, he has a beautiful vein He has a
Traduzione: Fine. Eroina.
(verse 1) Remember all the Times before they fade away Is this what you've always dreamed of? Does it kill you? when you sleep at night.. when your
viaggi, tempo libero e mondiali finalmente posso organizzare un fine settimana regolare finalmente io e te... Un week-end da favola sabato e domenica riservato a te... voglio un week-end
rises that I tried to create [chorus:] saying you care but your looking aside you created what you want to hide reckless abandon chemical hero looks
Broken man from a broken home With the world on his back, there?s no where to turn There?s no end in sight for the pain in his life So, he tries to end
ve been with you from the start (chorus) If you're tired and weak, I will help you stand if you'll trust in me, I will be your friend 'til the end
(Musik+Text: Katy Ipu) Du gleitest nicht vom Himmel, du steigst nicht auf den hochsten Berg der Welt Du bist kein Herr der Meere, oder einer der sich
the rough Why do you have to die to be a hero It's a shame a legend begins at its end Why do you have to die if you're a hero When there's still so many
to know So can I walk over me? There's no escape from hiding all of this I can't believe we used to flood up the deep end end in honor of our weakness
' at my watch just the other day It said doomsday is just a couple years away That ain't much time to halt the crime of whores Theres no more heroes,
Do you care if I am lying all day long Would you like if I kiss One of your best friends I know It sounds obscure but I thought That this would be clear
so much in this life, There's so much to be We sail through our youth so impatiently Until we see That the years move along And soldiers and heroes
all critisism outside the door I dont have time for all these problems I gave you a chance and you blew it And now im leaving you This is the end I
on Blitz's "New Age" Doin' it for the kids on the street Head out, looking for escape No luck, maybe that's just fate We're on a dead end pace We're
Punk Youth... are just as creative as you So what gives you the right to look down on us We do things our own way, we do things differently Than any
' your heart goin' blind (out of human touch, out of human touch we'll shine) So when I cry I hold you tight (so we will stand...) Where the streets end
Getting bonds by the tons, while the dope game switches I make it senseless, to end up dead or in the FED When I can spit lyrical heroin, and make bread
