One decade born into this world When you become a part of me Through my ears and into my soul The thundering rhythm of a life now free Venting out my
I thought you knew what is best for me. I couldn?t be more wrong. Time?s still moving on. It pulls me. It consumes me. How can time heal us, and still
Voy a cruzar bien los dedos, ponerme algo rojo estrenar algo nuevo, y tocando madera. Voy a coger carrerilla, soltarlo de golpe mirarte de frente, y
Chorus: It's all the way live. It's all the way live. It's all the way live. It's all the way live. Why you take a chunk and go up for a dunk? An' I
[Frank Sinatra sample] So any time you're gettin low, 'stead of lettin go Just remember that ant.. [Chorus x2: Frank Sinatra (Kids)] Opps there goes
Je bois pour oublier Mes annees d'infortune Et cette vie commune Avec toi mais si seul Je bois pour me donner L'illusion que j'existe Puisque trop egoiste
When we were burning These stained walls would swell with passion Our sweat warped the wooden floorboards You'd kick out the nightlight And let the moon
es aceptar que todo ha cambiado Esto es un gran carnaval una tormenta de emociones que no afectan a mi corazon de madera que no afectan a mi corazon de madera
[singers] The sun is setting On days of old I can't imagine Not having them to hold It hurts me deeply To let this gooooooooo My cards are played now
His old hands were brown from the varnish and the stain And I had come to talk in my youth and in my pain I told him that I was not the man I want to
In the olden wood when the sun bright the dawn I am feeling alone lost into the infinitude Light and darkness in my mind Liquid shadows cross the place
Jackson made twenty tapes in a day To give away A give away And he play The tunes they'd call creative when they're running out of names Heaven knows
A toy is only a play thing to be broken and thrown away but even a kiddies toy may bring a tear or sigh some day. They gave him a gun to play with when
they're stealing our teams they're stealing our game and they're stinkin' mascots are too damn lame just because they got american bucks they think they
Went down by the old courthouse Stumbling through the streets Had to get out of the house Had to use my feet And you may not think much of me now But
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