Auf der Suche nach nem Selbst Ein Leben lang Wenn man glaubt es gerafft zu haben Steht man wieder ganz am Anfang Sammel neue Eindrucke, fas taglich Und
Hear me breathe From the other room So which of all the lies you told Should I keep as my own? The metaphors are lost on me What I see is what I see
Hear me breathe from the other room so which of all the lies you told should i keep as my own? the metaphors are lost on me what i see is what i see
Yesterday my troubles seemed so far away And now there?s nothing left to do but watch the choices slip away And all the voices ricochet ? our conversation
Oninotsurawo miseteyare Nounairyoukou nosutaruji Oninotsurawo miseteyare Jinsei houkai demokurahii Oninotsurawo miseteyare Ganmensouhaku ekusutashii
Tu jetais quelques pierres Tu regardais un peu fiere Au-dessus du lot Les autres se defaire Tu pensais rebondir Ne jamais prendre l?eau Au pire atteindre
(Bowie) Like weeds on a rockface waiting for the scythe Ricochet ? Ricochet The world is on a corner waiting for jobs Ricochet ? Ricochet Turn the holy
All of that thick time without you Has made me so thick and drunk "and it's okay to laugh about it" I said, "it's okay to laugh about it" Runnin'
J'avais dix-huit ans Tout juste et quittant Ma ville natale Un beau jour, o gue Je vins debarquer dans la capitale J'entrai pas aux cris D'"A nous deux
When will you ever see? You're killing me with the things that you say It's all so gritty What am I to do and do Am I to do or do When will you ever
[intro] Yeah,Syndicate's in the house Yeah,Geto Boys in the house Yeah,Donald D's in the house Yeah,Body count's in the house Yeah,Zulu Nation's in the
Tu t' souviens a la communale Quand je m' faisais dispenser d' gym Et qu'on s'tirait d'ce gardenal T' etais ma lollypop, mon dream J' braquais ta station
Tu te souviens a la communale Quand je me faisais dispenser de gym Et qu'on se tirait de ce gardenal Te etais ma lollypop, mon dream Je braquais ta station
i can't stand your fucking bullshit, liar! turning me life into nightmares! pick apart my head inside, my head inside! [chorus] turn your back and you
Ca y est j'suis prete, fulguroce, laissez moi partir bosser Gravir les marches, le bosquet, je viens leur faire un proces Le vecu, je l'ai transposepour
Wouldn?t it be nice if we were close? Or pretending that we were could kill the ghosts? Maybe I?d cooperate But I?m done and that?s not breaking news
[Verse] Like Splinters From A Shell We're Thrown In Different Directions I Don't Want This - You Don't Want This Theres no return on this ride We Pray
Your future's where your friendly day Then it's coming to feed you in your head Going slow, you'll yearn the most Still it's coming to fing your holly
