'm sorry I never meant to hurt you is there anything that i can do to make it up to you I'll do anything baby..... cuz I'm sorry I never meant to make
Oooh, yeah, oooh, la dadadada ooh-woah Baby, baby I'm so happy whit chu And I'm loving everything that you do I don't want to lose you No I don't want
like never before Rush after rush, like waves on the shore Girl, I'm in the mood All day long I'm so strong Then I hear you speak I'm drawn to your
me tell you I'm usually face down on the ground When there's a stampede I'm no heroine At least, not last time I checked I'm too easy to roll over I'm
a quando e mattino,contiamo alla rovescie e brindiamo come facciamo al primo dell'anno,4 3 2 1,4 3 2 1, 4 3 2 1, m i c d c sei pronto per il futuro? (
E' un altro colpo per i tuoi J Dini Jack The Smoker rimani sul palco flippato come Joe Cocker domani sul palco ti trovano in overdose hai sniffato troppo
, I love to steer the Alfa Romeo from here to there I grab the beer, but not in the ride cuz I'm not stupid, I don't drink and drive I'm not
m gonna do If you ever say goodbye And if you ever even try I'm gonna sit right down and cry over you I'm gonna sit right down and cry over you I'm gonna
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m wondering if your loves still strong Ooh baby, here I am, signed, sealed, delivered, I'm yours In that time I went and said goodbye Now I'm back
to yell at them. And I'm sorry that life isn't always what we ask for And I'm sorry that some always have less an some have more, I'm sorry about the
go the ashes of a dying dream it's hard to sit down when your hometown is a greyhound now i'm exhausted and there's no time to sleep i'm gathering
head You'll never hit the point, I'm saying wake me when I'm dead [Chorus x2] Wake me when I'm dead, hey yo, wake me when I'm dead This life is like
Hello boys and girls This is Teach Me How To Scream, Vol. 1 Today, I'm going to show you the proper techniques to screaming First, walk up to your microphone
afford a bag Yankee dollar talk To the dictators of the world In fact it's giving orders An' they can't afford to miss a word I'm so bored with the
ain't got nothing left [RIT:] I'm not so ignorant I'm not a fool So keep your intelligence I am not a fool Not a fool, there's nothing left I'm not a
goodbyes Oh, but I wish that you were (I'm spying on you, Newo) The way that you would've been if I Stayed here at home (I'm giving it up, Newo) How