detail Tout ca pour harasser, se faire croire qu'on est de taille Dans cette fausse bataille, gouvernee par des illusions Confession, moi-meme j'ai bien
And if you follow this path a new life will begin Can you hear it my children it's time to confess now, can I get an amen? Confess, confess, digest and
This is my confession angel Let's not make too much about it This is my confession angel Let's not make too much about it Don't say a word Don't do a
solution fails for now cause I can see your house from here now the leaves have fallen, dear you're such a little privateer as your confession draws mor
Won't have to drink to confess just makes it easier i guess i've been so lonely since you got to know me never get over it now lying to you all the while
There goes again, its my real enemy (She knows what I feel, she knows what I did) Splits my world from what is real (Shes breaking all the walls that
I'm breaking windows in the hollows of your eyes.. slip inside your well of souls to drift out with the tides. The writhing, breathing, ragged holes
Bassi: Padre, mi assolva perche ho peccato! Prete: Parla figliolo, apri il tuo cuore -E' successo settimana scorsa ad una festa, Padre -Vai avanti, figliolo
Girl I must confess When I hold you in my arms it makes me happy yeah to be with you I really must amitt Girl you got me open wide I'm falling in love
loved me. Today I hate myself. Look at what I've done to you. See what you've done to me. You sent me straight to hell. Now is this confession pointless
A. Carlsson/P. Nylen Hey baby tell me how do you do It?s been a while since I saw you Strange to be talking to you this way After everything that we
decides when something?s Not worth saving We?ve always had a place to hide So being here, just you and I Feels like a confessional I?m bound to say how
It?s a crying shame The way we fall apart Love?s no fitting game For he who?s meek of heart We fan the dying flame With tender loving words Too gentle
Take a hit Make it fit Let me in on your emotions tonight Bare your soul Lose control And connect me to the heart of your mind You got a story but you
No one wants to be the first to Let someone else inside It takes some getting, getting used to Having nowhere to hide Easier to run Than to stay and
Andreas Carlsson/Harry Sommerdahl/Desmond Child Lonesome beauty With a crowd around you I see who you are You joke, they laugh Till the show is over
Tina Harris/Christian Walz There?s something wrong with the world Something wrong that defies mere words None of the adjectives I know Are adequate
