You are the mould and I realise all our ties. We are the ghosts and we will fly over earth. Amazing grace, you slip all your fingers in my chest as you
Just re-write these words upon my grave And look down on everything we loved Loose lips, sink ships and leaders For this you need to lead us all For every
Some of us will learn what none of us should know Smoke can fill this room, there'll be nothing left to show Hold on to the ones you love There won't
You and I Will never make it out of here Alive Please just let us go insane We're travelling where spiders lay eggs With our heads above the waste The
The night, the day, the dawn of dead Rising from the ground It's time to see the reckoning You never had it all this cash Or country of your own The
Whao! I hate your voice and I hate your face Exterminate you from the human race Life's a joke and the joke is on you Hey you, it's true you suck, fuck
(McNabb) Forgive me for the state I'm in They cut the rope that I was climbing Tally with incentive You should slip down here and taste the poison Small
I'd sing more about moral of this land But all God's children ain't free I'd open up every door I can 'Cause all God's children ain't free I met a beaten
I feel helpless, stare in disbelief How can you still sleep at night? Hold her down with just one look Just one foot, she's innocent Put your hands around
Gloria, Gloria Gloria, Gloria We all walk the same earth We all breathe the same air We all feel the same rain that falls Every knee will bow down Every
Dear: Thanks for your letter. Sounds like you're living the way you wanted. And that makes me smile. No I hadn't heard Bjorn Borg retired, thank God
Light will come to those who wait From the shadows souls awake For these are the days when the nations will bow at the coming king All our kingdoms fall
We are all children covered in mud Bound by the sacred and searching for love We are all children adrift on the sea Searching for someone, say come back
Pres de moi les gens que j'aime tout autour le monde entier D'autres gens qui sont les memes et ne cherchent qu'a s'aimer Aimons-nous on se ressemble
Paint Me Lift Me From These Pagan Shores I've Kissed My Saint Embraced The Tears Of A Lesser God O' Allfather Why Am I Caught In The Eye Of A Storm? Why
I believe in you Do you believe in me? Please say you do. Oh can't you see that Everytime I try to live alone I find that I can't make it on my own So
brucia come un eretica filmo sta merda anche meglio che con una stady cam e il giornalista dice che copio l'america e col cacciavite alla tempia che
I stood under your bedroom window Throwing up a brick No one came I threw one more That really did the trick Your daddy came and banged my head He said