Que vas a irte y a la irte tu me dices que me pondre triste que para mi lo nuestro siempre ha sido un chiste que te encontraste alguien mucho mejor que
Night's gonna fall Letting the stars shine through and through Time on the wall Bringing me closer to the One I want I can't wait no more, no, no Lost
The sickness took her away. It attacked the whole city. Such damage has it done. Researchers search for a cure. It?s too late for her. She?s already
Un insulto lungo una vita, una maschera da poeta senza mai esserlo; hai parlato di cose serie, poi cantato le tue miserie tirate a lucido. E quanti calci
I look in the mirror and see nothing but waste grey hairs on my head, wrinkles on my face grow old by the day as I let time slip by rarely do I stop
No se que me esta pasando con mi pobre corazon esta queriendo sacarte y un altar te construyo me sigue dando la contra no quiero pensar en ti pero el
Sera mejor Que me haga toda la idea De que ya te perdi Que ya no soy Ni la mitad de lo que antes Un dia fui para ti Es por demas Buscar en alguien
*** Bueno... ** Quiero que amanezcas en mis brazos acariciandonos la piel cuerpo a cuerpo unidos en un solo corazon *** Cada dia que paso Te recuerdo
[Chorus 2x] Buckle Up Boy Dont Give a fuck boy Here The Gillatine Big Ryders With The rest of the Big Trunk boys Leather Shit With the Big Chrome Boy
They can't hear the rumbling voice of history Say give your babies a kiss for me Because they have led the devil to your door. Rosie woke up; she pored
Buckle up, boy, don't give a fuck, boy Here the Guillotine Big Ryders with the rest of the Big Trunk Boys Leather shit with the big chrome, boy Hit 'em
She's gotta do what she's gotta do And I've gotta like it or not She's got dreams too big for this town And she needs to give 'em a shot Whatever they
Night's gonna fall Lettin' the stars shine through And time on a wall Bringin' me closer To the one I want I can't wait no more, no Lost like a child
Sometimes those simple things won't turn the trick no more And our self-important dreams they all lie shattered on the floor Even the proletariat receives
2 heads "Some seat" I heard some said Just waiting for Sunday Four days after Wednesday The higher clouds are closing in To hide the deeds of Fertile
The sickness took her away. It attacked the whole city. Such damage has it done. Researchers search for a cure. It's too late for her. She's already
Blood stains on the carpet Blood stains on my hands Drag her toward the kitchen Hide the evidence Oh the toil a lie can bring That quitters never know
