Testi:
Glasvegas

If he wants to fight you at the school gates half past four grab your bag don?t you be late if he wants to hit you hit you in the face if he wants to

I'm gonna get stabbed, The Baltic Fleeto are up my arse, No cavalry could ever save me, I'm gonna get stabbed. You don't want to stab me, you don't

There?s a storm on the horizon And for that I can?t see the sun For I?ll keep a waiting on the pavement For the ice-cream van to come Its die hard hate

Baby why you not home yet baby its getting late i wish you would be home by now. door bell rings who could it be at this time police on my left and right

Lonesome swan tell me what is wrong? so you feel that we've all moved on and you're feeling so alone? kids can be cruel you know that's fair to say

The prayers from the graveyard keeps mumblin' death Too much time hobbles lost in hurt Now I'm compelled to care about my future going nowhere AS I stand

Slipping in, Under all conciousness, Homeless is where the is heart is, Walk on by and I'll be fine, This cardboard cover, Keeps away the gales of the

Heartbreak, I?m not holding your hand any more Why can?t you understand? Euphoria, take my hand Euphoria Your ways, my ways Never, always The future

Confused desires since my teenage years I?m the same homo my family fears For my blue eyed boy there?s a long distance longing My behind closed doors