it don't matter what you say everybody wants to be loved too much bluff is hard to handle money making hippie scandal bathroom scenes crappy jokes
(feat. Jordin Sparks) I am about to give my heart So remember this one thing I have never been in love Before so you gotta go easy on me I heard love
[Verse 1] If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea I'll sail the world to find you If you ever find yourself lost in the dark and you
If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea, I'll sail the world to find you If you ever find yourself lost in the dark and you can't see
Yeah.. Good God! {in background:} "Tra-la-la-la-lah" {4X} Yeah, for all you motherfuckers across the whole entire galaxy Busta Rhymes and the whole entire
Scende neve come fredda primavera E va sui tuoi petali Cosi'leggeri come ali di farfalla Ora voleranno per me Tu bianca rosa selvaggia sei qua Volevi
Sous la torture Derriere les murs Les yeux remplis d'effroi L'homme aux v?ux purs Souffre et endure Les coups sourds de la loi Noyes par les bulles rouges
Der Graf ist nicht das, was er mal war. Ja, der Graf wirkt heut' seltsam und bizarr. Ja, der Graf lebt von Blutkonserven, Ratten und Getier. Ja, der Graf
[Bonus track] Eternal temptation, their eyes to the sky This nightmare is everywhere, my eyes open wide Crash on through troubled waters, oceans collide
Several years ago In a foreign town Far away from home I met the Count of Tuscany A young eccentric man Bred from royal blood Took me for a ride Across
They say there's wreckage washing up all along the coast No one seems know too much, or got hit the most Nothing has been spoken, there's not alot to
As vezes me pergunto Onde voce esta? Nao sei se nao te vejo Ou se apagaram a luz Brincamos de esconder Ou entao vivemos em um Eterno desencontro Nao
You came from out of nowhere Where will you go ? It seems you?ve always been there What do we know ? You?ve put your life in our hands Will we ever
And out of the great beyond came a pitch-black multitude, Here to choose the weakest of our race: Hellhounds with the devil's own face Confused a violent
AKHENATON De la ville la plus pauvre de France je ne peux Contenir ma colere alors que le Paris eclaire ses feux Dans la confusion se pose une question
Just another girlband Fuck that point of view If you can not relate maybe the problem's you Feeling insecure and threatened by their songs It's easier