tells me that I'm better off alone I'm better off alone than nailed to you This heart inside me is turning into stone I'm better off alone than nailed
me that I'm better off alone I'm better off alone than nailed to you This heart inside me is turning into stone I'm better off alone than nailed to you
Traduzione: Smile Empty Soul. Meglio di Alone.
We wait for the moon The sky is empty Alone in the unknown We're getting nowhere We have been betrayed by the wind and the rain The sacred hall's empty
for the Moon The sky is empty, alone in the unknown we're getting nowhere We have been betrayed by the wind and the rain The sacred hall's empty and
window broke out son A cool breeze got my lips chap, mornin' slap some Soul in my bread basket gap contain "X" marks the spot twain, O.C. the cut layin' a stew of empty
feeling lately Your pierced skin has been stating Everything you've wanted to say Your words are far above me Teach me how you love me like you do So I can love like you My soul
Lookin for the family dog, thor! Kicked him in jaw with the workboots. Knocked a couple teeth loose. Smacked him in the mouth with my empty duce duce. Then I smile
Thor Kicked em in the jaw with the work boots Knocked a couple teeth loose Smacked em in the mouth with my empty deuce deuce Then I smile Break his neck
em in the jaw with the work boots Knocked a couple teeth loose Smacked em in the mouth with my empty deuce deuce Then I smile Break his neck and watch
There is no good reason I should have to be so alone I'm smothered by this emptiness Lord, I wish I was made of stone Like a fool I lent my soul to love
the moon The sky is empty, alone in the unknown We're getting nowhere We have been betrayed by the wind and the rain The sacred hall's empty and cold
don't much like thinking about that Harry, are you really so naive? You can honestly believe That the country's getting better When all you do is let her alone
Looking for the family dog Thor Kick him in the jaw with the work boots Knock a couple teeth loose Smack him in the mouth with my empty deuce deuce Then I smile
your window broke out son A cool breeze got my lips chap mornin' slap some Soul in my bread basket gap contain X marks the spot Twain O.C. the cut layin' A stew of empty
