your palm Your throw them On the velvet sky like a gambler You smooth them with your palm Maybe you're trying to read them You smooth them with your
them with your palm Maybe you're trying to read them You smooth them with your palm To read them like blindman But the stars stick in your palm
Traduzione: Endless Struggle. In Your Palms.
a throw back beauty like a '64 Impala Fake minolo, wide thighs, pretty sweet, well feet Let me, drop your top, pipe out your back seat Let me, hit your
from the endless deluge with guilt in our hearts Ma'at, Mother Mary, make me whole. Woman I relinquish hold on all your love, on your tears, and on your
but We're watching you from afar And we're rejoicing and slapping each other High five because You and your bride are so happy Clearly you've got it all The ocean's your swimming pool Your
matter now, they're gone. Your careless expression left my wrists torn. Yesterdays don't matter now, you're gone Shattered glass of empty bottles cut my palms
cold in the streets a part of you and me Challenge time, break the ice, give this world a song Hold the key in the palm of your hand and still we break
from himself" [V. Goodnight Kiss] Goodnight kiss in your nightgown Lavender in your bed So innocent as you lie down Sweet dreams that run through your
Moon shining down through the palms shadows moving on the sand somebody whispering the twenty-third psalm dusty rifle in his trembling hands somebody
ve got your cocaine in your gucci shoes You've got your palm springs tan in the new york news You don't like champagne but you take another sip Inside your
his life Is being ended The mask he used to wear Concealing his remorse Has been forever torn From his burning palm His soul is darkening The future endless
Shelled snails As you strained and you squinted to see The retreat of their hairless and blind cavalry You froze in your sand shoal Prayed for your poor
You juice your f---ing friends like Dracula but when we kick you out you're just brokula you left a big surprise from Pacific Bell called all your relatives and your
and all self subdues Wins the palm, gains the crowns. Anna I It wasn't easy putting that in order Saying good-bye to young fernando Then back to edward to apologize, Then the endless
try to keep Your little head upon my shoulder Now go to sleep I told Sally in whispers I'll never bring you harm Her breast it was small And warm in my palm
them out to everybody at the show I'm not on the rocks, just a straight J-Ro I'll get your body movin' like a sauna Full of pirhanas, I'll make your grandmamma
