there's a blood stain on the floor by the door where your whole world fell and died. there's a silent chair in the corner of the room where you sat alone
there's a blood stain on the floor by the door where your whole world fell and died. there's a silent chair in the corner of the room where you sat
Traduzione: Strung Out. Ceneri.
circle above my turret Slither spiraling banister down a hide My ruby glass glazed specs staple to trade the market thieves Where vendors cop the stolen citrus out
Freed from the teeth of those beasts that had come To tear out her spells In red lettered cells Wherein even the crown prince of Hell Come out of his
ain't got no hair But I'm hoping to kick but the planet it's glowing CHORUS Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know Major Tom's 4 a junkie Strung out in
I can?t remember to forget oh the day we met Strung out like a 14 karat marionette The parking lot was dark Car made of steam Bird in my ribcage screaming
song solitude another kind of strong I miss you another strung along missing in action another page is blackend burned turned to ashes to ashes dust
ain't got no hair But I'm hoping to kick but the planet it's glowing CHORUS Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know Major Tom's 4 a junkie Strung out
you shut yourself away Oooooh, yeah You're strung out, baby Yes you are Strung out, yeah Flowers on the grave I'm calling your name Ashes in the rain
his heat And his heart never will be the same He got lighter than air But he'll only come down in the rain Strung out and hung out to dry Laughin' under
chorus] Yo!!! Gimme that shit, you fuckin baldheaded bastard! (What the Evil Nastee Access?) Mad shit to burn the acids! (So ashes to ashes) raps with
I'm tired of livin' on 23rd Street Strung out like some Christmas lights Out there in the Chelsea night Maybe you just didn't read me right The lights went out
got no money and I ain't got no hair And I'd quit but the planet it's glowing Ashes to ashes, fun to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie Strung out in
money and I ain't got no hair But I'm hoping to kick but the planet its glowing Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie Strung out
I need new feet, these are all worn out I need a new head cause I'm all strung out I pull my hair, I scream and shout to no one I need to find a way to
anything out of the blue I want an axe to break the ice I wanna come down right now Ashes to ashes, fun to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie Strung out
silenced song Solitude, another kind of strong I miss you, another strung along Missing in action Another page is blackened burned Turned, ashes to ashes
