not alone. No one is alone. Truly. No one is alone. Sometimes people leave you. Halfway through the wood. Others may decieve you. You decide whats good. You decide alone
Traduzione: Into the Woods colonna sonora. Nessuno è solo.
I'm a Goodwill wearing, heir-apparent to the 9 to 5 Compromise for no one's lies and wear no disguise So what you see is what you get and that's five
sweet sound you said, "make it loud" But we can never come back here again we can only hope... to forget. Walked through a cemetery archway into a wood that hung so happily alone
Down into a Mirror In another World I will fly again above the frozen River My Blood has fallen deep Into this endless Field of Snow My Heart is
carefully Down into a Mirror In another World I will fly again above the frozen River My Blood has fallen deep Into this endless Field of Snow My Heart is
and tail With the stars that fell from the sky. A glade in the Eternal deep dark Woods... Midnight hours... ["Sitting by his campfire alone one night, the young man is
to see what I?ve accomplished I got up out the woods without a map or a compass Life does change, and the sun does set But my last breath ain?t a one
Out into the woods Footsteps close behind my back I never knew how close I stood Shame has brought me to my knees Love protects the heart It is just as
[Sample:] "Cycles of time; it is ubiquitous it goes all over the place It's ancient, it's one of the most ancient symbols there are And this is an interpretation
really fittin to talk to me I keep it pimpin so don't talk to me If it ain't 'bout business, cause talk is cheap (talk is cheap) [Verse 2: Chamillionaire
wait Courage was what my gods honoured ? one against hundred And with all hope lost I engaged into battle But suddenly wind was rising and turned into
shot clip Bitch how you like that? I'M GONNA GET MY GUN! Bet you ain't know that I'm strapped Nice one, bitch this is my gat I'M GONNA GET MY GUN! [
(God Is Here) AHHHHH (God Is Here) Necronomicon is coming (God Is Here) EWWWWIEWWWDUDU (God Is Here) AHHHHHAUGH [Blaze Ya Dead Homie:] Mass
prolly could have predicted I'm on (Yeah) My sense of judgment is a officially gone Up into the air all the smoke from the swisha is blown Ahh.. I'm
pain nor death We are pack! We are as one Reddening our fangs and claws Sinking our teeth deep into the flesh A silent oath As we are one, so we shall
was blown Did anybody call my name? Stalin Malone In a room called creation, where you all obey my laws Where Seconal is gravity and pain is like applause You think that this phenomenon is
This'll help you get in touch with your roots We'll get barefoot, buttnaked, and run in the woods [Susan] Oh hell, I might as well try em, this party is
