Burn all the empires Wake up the children Gather wounded We've got a problem Been burning every bridge we touch I'm not in control We are not in control
We've been fighting For far too long The broken little men Kept us But I love you so much with the words to say let it go But I love you so much with
busy Wake up traitor You are destroying yourself So much blood on your hands She believed every word that you said Then you cut her throat She fell to the ground Just
She is breaking down And we are watching her die All our excess is Enough to put the blood on our hands OH God what have we become Are we saints wearing
Alive at last Your words are broken machines Lay me down And I will learn not to sleep Collapse these walls We'll rebuild this dream No more lies The
Wake up traitor You are destroying yourself So much blood on your hands She believed every word that you said Then you cut her throat She fell to the ground Just
Con la mirada de sorpresa que ponia Charlot Yo alucinaba con la television Que pena? Con el deseo irrefrenable De que todo latiera Y como un gato Subido
wet eyes. So just let go of regret. Your wings are linked to fly, but they may never take flight when you hold onto your regret. So just let go. In this
Hablo de mi chico, hablo de mi amor y de mi, causa un no se que que ningun otro me hace sentir. Cuando me mira fulminada caigo a sus pies, con ciertos
(A. Red, A. Hammond, S. Peiken) Adaptation - I. Ballesteros Con solo pensarlo te encuentro otra vez, te he reconocido de pronto, ya ves, tu dulce
(A. Red) Adaptation - I. Ballesteros Dejame ser mujer, dejameO ser mujer, daria todo por tenerte, no te agobiare, si me amas. Yo me pondria pantis
(A. Red / E. Holland, L. Dozier, B. Holland) Adaptation - I. Ballesteros Yo te menti, como te engane, esas noches que ya casi olvide. Haces que tu no
(R. Seff) Adaptation - I. Ballesteros El mundo gira mal, hay algo que en su tempo le hace cojear. El mundo gira mal, en su orquesta todo desafina ya
(A. Red, A. Hammond, S. Peiken) Adaptation - I. Ballesteros Recuerdo bien aun, cuando era todo posible, yo jugaba y no pensaba si era creible. Y si
