E' una vecchia storia questa qua raccontata gia tanti anni fa e una vecchia storia-ma qualcosa ti dira... erano anche quelli tempi bui tempi in cui soffiava
Daddy's a mother fucker & mummy turns tricks Your sister is a brother & your brother's suckin' DICKS I'm walkin' on the Railroad tracks Your sister
Trop loin dans mes histoires Laissant passer le temps J'ai comme oublie de la voir Trop loin dans mes histoires Dans mes reves incessants Je ne la croise
[Shaggy talking:] Ya, I gotta get real personal on this ya know, for me. ?? screamin out two things. [Shaggy verse 1:] When I was young my ambition
(John Dowland) [Extract from a letter to Sir Robert Cecil...]
Give it all every last breath When the centuries pass We are apparitions Nothing but a mark in the minds To be baptised into the earth The destructive
I want some hatred on through This pain to feel you're fading They say stop be more gentle It seems I walk this hard trail alone Come danger take them
flower that smiles today Tomorrow dies All that we wished to stay Temps and then flies What is the worlds delight? Lightning that mocks the night Brief
Why? Why? Why? Sometimes this beauty is choking me, But at least its your hands at my throat Your lashes brush against my cheek Coupled with your breath
Ya, I gotta get real personal on this ya know, for me [Incomprehensible] screamin' out two things When I was young my ambition in life Was to finish
You weren't just my best friend you were there until the very end and i never got to say goodbye I never got to watch you close your eyes one last time
Every photograph is peeling the colors turn to gray, this day there is always memories for days, these days an undertow of futures laid to waste, embraced
your god is a homeless assassin who roams the world to save he's digging for buried treasures he's leaving nothing but fields of graves the tears will
Flickering on, sad to see the season Come and gone away My black-eyed friends couldn't stay I'm afraid Now I'm left with a mess I'm way too overdressed
You're playing the victim Any man in my shoes would say the same That's why you have to change With God as my witness I'm making promises This won't be
nurse, being a very caring grasshopper, agreed that that would be the proper thing to do. So they dug a small hole near a yellow tulip, held a brief
In questo momento di grande decisione di forte posizione mi sento un attimo fuori centratura fuori, fuori di misura ascolta volevo dirti che non c'e
