start, Of bloody nails and broken hearts, And you keep tearing them apart, With bloody nails and broken hearts. You left a trail right from the start Of bloody nails
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I'm becoming less defined as days go by Fading away Well you might say I'm losing focus Kind adrifting into the abstract in terms of how I see myself
She comes along She gets inside She makes you better than anything you've tried It's in her kiss As black as sea And it runs deeper than you Ever dared
Sunspots cast a glare in my eyes Sometimes I forget I'm alive I feel it coming and I've got to get out of its way I hear it calling and I come cause
just a reflection just a glimpse just a little reminder of all the what abouts and all the might have could have beens another day some other way but
Step right up march push Crawl right up on your knees Please greed feed (no time to hesitate) I want a little bit I want a piece of it I think he's losing
step right up march push crawl right up on your knees please greed feed (no time to hesitate) I want a little bit I want a piece of it I think he's losing
Watch your mouth Your speech is slurred enough That you might swallow your tongue You'd want to give up the ghost With just a little more poise than
Watch your mouth Oh, oh, oh Because your speech is slurred enough That you just might swallow your tongue I'm sure you'd want, want to give up the ghost
de boheme Tu m'ecriras des poemes... Oublions les promesses Evitons les prousesses Je ferai de mon mieux pour te garder amoureux Epargne-moi les mensonges Les
vivrons encore Un autre desir, mille autres bonheurs Dans le jour qui s'enfuit Nous irons sans bruit, ignorant la peur Nous suivrons ces clous d'or Marchant dans la nuit ou marchent les
pig and stuck him in the microwave After that, It was straight to the 40 ouncers Slappin teachers, and jackin off in front of my counselors Class clown freshman, dressed like Les
, les gosses a l'adolescence, flingue dans un commissariat, quesq' tu dis hein, quesq' t'en penses hein, oblige niquer daroi, pourquoi violence sont les chomeurs, et les
(feat. Fabolous) [Fabolous] [Talking] This is dedicated to everybody who had a first love R Les [Ryan Leslie] [Backround] Ya don't stop Ya won't stop
I'm becoming less defined as days go by Fading away, well, you might say I'm losing focus Kind of drifting into the abstract In terms of how I see myself
Just a reflection, just a glimpse Just a little reminder of all the what abouts And all the might have Could have beens, another day, some other way But