it starts again. In this circumstance that I call my own dreams just don't deliver. I never needed foes forever feeling low cause they breake me down cannot fake this
my poison mouth again I cannot deny bittersweet recline to a sole religion It`s certain way that I`m feeling host to a new deception... In this cold life
starts again. In this circumstance that I call my own dreams just don't deliver. I never needed foes forever feeling low cause they breake me down cannot fake this
Traduzione: Paradise Lost. Questa vita fredda.
purpose of his dreams Relive this world from sorrow and pain A struggle in misery it shall be In his search for the lost horizon Pain and suffering is his lost
us up with secret indicments and three strikers They send us everywhere from Pelican Bay to Rikers I got, scars and stripes been scarred for life Almost, lost my life
see you when the sun goes down Let them take this as their warnin' Find us at the lost and found Down at the Casa Blanca It's a desert paradise Down
Eyes dripping blood Rats digging a grave at your feet as Storm clouds gather above In earths garden, nature sings mans requiem Damp, numb, lost on the cold
So obscure meant to please the Gods Is this a clue to the modern race Who left this mark Of fear in cold stone...
the search For the lost holy grail, the Benedict arts And the best of the Catholic Church But if one thing One precious little thing Would darken this
away "Seize the Day" I heard him say Life will not always be this way Look around Hear the sounds Cherish your life While you're still around ("
bodies looking for their paradise But the truth is no longer fantasy in this world I am the only man to be. [Chorus:] I AM LOST, I WAS NEVER CREATED I AM LOST, lIFE
city lost hope, bless all of them, Bless my love, can't feel my limbs, tease my heartless mannequin.(2x) [Verse 3:] I'm lost in depth, parade my soul
like a moth who got himself too close to the light Except I didn't burn, I turned cold after that night [Hook] [Verse 3] I went on with my life, college
to your spine And the coppers never solve the case Them gorillas in the mist, war, and get lost they hard to trace Man this cold world'll scar ya fate
The Story Of The Hare Who Lost His Spectacles This is the story of the hare who lost his spectacles. Owl loved to rest quietly whilst no one was watching
See twenty years ago when she was just ten years old Lost in imagination she was left alone And pops had nothing to let his anger on oh he beat her cold
