The ultimate error: war The total error: war All empires' rhythm: war Poor human wretch He is a tiny slimy worm Why do we need a rosy old Statesman's
Nothing's at ease They will live a life that is But a farce now Exhausted they are tired To reach a safer place They will seek for this garden's gate
all a matter of Bite - release - bite They could not love it So thehy bit it The stoughtest might fall for the sex and the rules if Bite - release -
They hang on me With endless sighs A fool! That touches lost disguise They'll hang kayreyth They misbehave A man is subject the things that her dares
See them kneel see them blow At their throne Thei're living in bondage now They'll be released no more Whiped-out identitites empty faces Beauty beyond
A vast amount of hatred For humans unprotected For victims unprotected Starts a war Toys - they are trapped in a game Which none of them survives They
A wound - not sore - beyond cure remains Still and silent - painless days Paltriness - Indifference Life does remain quite lukewarm Ecstasies all burn
(Give us) a surprise That tears down our notions of life A new thing we pray for To break up forseeable life That's it! We are out for more In this state
It floats a bewildered child They boast of having abused a mere child With their fishy machines They did it. They did it with force They did it with cold
Terror. Shriver. Stop those trivial phrases Terror. Shriver. Stop anxiety's phrases Terror. Shriver. Stop your trivial fear of dark Deny the nights They
Traduzione: Gentil sesso. Jay-z Beat.
Traduzione: Gentil sesso. Perseveranza.
make sex. Want to make sex, want to make sex oh Want to make sex, want to make sex Want to make sex oh, oh Want to make sex, make sex Want to make sex, want to make sex
I feel like a liar, and my mind changes quicker then you do and I don't know what to say, and I don't know what to do. It's not that I wasn't sincere
why subject yourself to this? there must be something better for you use both hands take all you can jump in the deep end after all it's something to
We've been friends forever looking for the same thing True love can be so hard to find Maybe we've been looking in all the wrong places 'cause we keep
If tomorrow we won't even remem I was started who was right and who was wrong If this fire will be burnt down till and end Before too long If the morning
bright There's a sound and the smell of love on my mind I'm a toy Come and play with me, say work now Wrap your legs Around me ride me tonight Sex, sex, sex