(by The Libertines) What a waster, what a fucking waster You pissed it all up the wall Round the corner where they chased her There's tears coming
Y a tant d'amour qui se perd Il est dans l'air Au bout de nos doigts Et tant de coeurs solitaires Qui se desesperent Qui n'y croient pas Tant d'amour
Can't handle this life anymore Point in the mirror and I ask what for Just a miserable monster or part Dangling at ropes' end good start Crumbling down
Comincia qui un giorno che ci illumina la strada che dscrimina cio che sara Comincia qui al punto zero fra terra e cielo e quando sono qui sento di
I could stay awake just to hear you breathing Watch you smile while you are sleeping While you're far away and dreaming I could spend my life in this
You're coming off kinda contrived and pretentious. You're not saying anything we haven't heard before. You're caught up in an argument. And you're so
It wasn't the rain that washed away... Rinsed out the colours of your eyes Putting the gun down on the bedside table I must have realized It wasn't
(Graham Russell) I called on you today I know it's late to say I'm sorry There's so much on my mind I feel as though the time is upon me Do you know
A perte de vue Des lacs geles Qu'un jour j'ai jure d'enjamber A perte de vue Des defiles Des filles a lever Des defis a relever Des prix decernes dans
I knot there's a reason you're forcing a smile You hide what you're feeling and you have for a while I can tell that you're falling And you feel that
Will this pain ever subside, will this grief ever disappear Can I ever survive, with this loss of a soul Will this misery ever fade, can I obtain life
[Intro: Snoop Dogg] Yeah! Whattup cause? Snoopie D-O-doub'! WestCoast king! What's up Alchemist? I wanna holla real quick man cause see... Alota these
[feat. Snoop Dogg, Jadakiss and Pusha T] [Intro: Snoop Dogg] Yeah! Whattup cause? Snoopie D-O-doub'! WestCoast king! What's up Alchemist? I wanna holla
{Refrain:} Pour louper l'ecole Je ferais n'importe quoi Pour louper l'ecole Moi, j'irais jusqu'a... Faire le tour de la maison En pyjama, pour choper
te quiero, lo digo como un lamento, como un quejido que el viento se lleva por donde quiera te quiero, que pena haberte perdido como quien pierde una