[Lyrics by T. Rios] She awaits far more the smell of dandelion Love dripping with blood A mask to cover her hate and a hand to cover the mouth
It?s come to this. This feelings real. I?ll be counting down the days. Truth comes to say, just hold my hand. You?ll be ok, don?t worry. And on the
Gestern noch, da warst du hier und jetzt bist du weg. Gestern noch, da tanzten wir und alles war korrekt. Und ich hab nie gedacht, dass sich was andert
Our complacency won't last much longer. An urgency will sweep, sweep, sweep or sleep, sleep, sleeping hearts. Our complacency won't last much longer.
You wake up, And its far too late You never saw, The writing on the wall Buts its no use When the love is gone And you try but you just cant carry on
? E c?eri anche tu, in quelle folli notti, sotto il tendone blu. Fremevi con me, Dimenticando fuori, tutti i ma, tutti i se. Chissa come mai, Fra un
Au cafe, revait un lion Devant sa consommation. Il voit venir une abeille Vetue d'un tailleur que raye Le noir avec le soleil, Une petite merveille.
You Wake Up And Its Far Too Late You Never Saw The Writing On The Wall But It's No Use When The Love Has Gone And You Try But You Just Cant Carry On When
the day the earth caught fire we stood outside the world was laughing and in the city square they cast umbrellas to the sky the sun above my head was
blood done been running down streets flood with beats pepper spray over cracked concrete so vicious make a rich mans neck split underworld bout to wreck
They say that in war That truth Be the first casualty So I dig in selector I the resurrector Fly my shit Sever your neck Wider than ever With my tongue
your god is a homeless assassin who roams the world to save he's digging for buried treasures he's leaving nothing but fields of graves the tears will
the bastard son i spit non fiction in exile for a while now with raw friction never be a pawn the boomerang be upon you i'm like Fela with my heart in
Blood soaked earth that you call home close your eyes but don't sleep we comin' like peoples army for the people who can't eat who work with no sleep
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