Hell Nah Santa you best to get at me Ahh Hell Nah Xmas ain't what it used to be Ahh Hell Nah Can't believe you did this to me Ahh Hell Nah This ain't
and Marcelo, Lyrics: Leandro] I remember a child crying in the night Her tribe had died in front of her eyes Shouts for help, sounded from a little
Talking to the old man says i done screwed up big tell me what i don't know tell me how to fix it and i been down, i got three babies in the phone book
When she sleeps there is a fever dream, yeah It brings the night terrors to harm this fragile bird She speaks in tongues, the words they come undone,
This highway's dark and empty. Just miles and miles of endless road. I've got a sickness pounding in my head. I'm at the mercy of the ghost. What will
I was raised in catholic school, taught to obey that one golden rule That is, He who sits in the Heavens above deserves all your praise, devotion and
Oh sister, What's wrong with your mind? You used to be so strong and stable. My sister, What made you fall from grace? I'm sorry that I wasn't there
forget it all Will we get out of this little hell Will we get out of this little hell Will we get out of this little hell Will we get out of this little hell
You're the Northern Wind Sending shivers down my spine You're like fallen leaves In an autumn night You're the lullaby Singing me to sleep You are the
Sorrowing man, look how worn you've become, You once were Lord of the baron sea There?s blood on our hands, in this perfect madness, you're living on
Come close, Lay next to me Come close, Lay next to me I need to tell you something important Stay close, Lay next to me I need to feel important Because
I heard the church bells from afar, But we found each other in the dark. And when the smoke does finally pass We will rise above all the ash. Cause
Can you imagine all the homes abandoned and all alone? With no one left to care for them, wilting in moss. The paint is peeling off the walls. The corners
I fear I'll die from complications, complications due to things that I've left undone That all my debts will be left unpaid, feel like a cripple without
There is a fire, burning in the ocean With death black smoke and devil red flames You can see it, burning from the valley, Oh you can see it from the
Last night I dreamt that they dropped a bomb Oh the sea ran dry and the winds had calmed Skyscrapers fell, they all turned to dust, Their skeletons of
You overlook The little things That you should see These little things are big enough to hurt But too small to make me want to leave But I do miss The little
best times I had were when I was missing her apparently I don't mind desperation if it bows in my favor so it seams without you I have little satisfactions