Pre-chorus:] It hurts! Wounds so sore! Now I'm torn Now I'm torn [Chorus:] I've been far away When I see your face My hearts burst into fire! Hearts burst
DJOUZY DJOUZ : Je suis... Le crack boursier, la crise economique, les problemes climatiques Les familles au RMI, la famille au Mali, les crimes en serie
Come on, let's not fake it You know you are no good at lying You better think of something You better think of something now Come on, let's not fake
Insomnia Insomnia Insomnia ...
practiced these words. Yet now they accuse. My heart's fit to burst with all I could lose from love. Did I choose love? Oh . my burst balloon. Oh my
Hi, I'm Jona, Freddie Foxxx is my dad And I wanna say that all you rappers are wack Wordup, baby, yeah, you ready? It's Bumpy Knuckles, baby, we tear
Far from all reality, lost in the furies of time a place of magic eternity where stories and tales never die landscapes of eternal light drowned in the
Scholarship is the enemy of romance Where does that leave me? Alone in the rain again What happened to the weekend I planned with you? We didn't even
CHORUS: Yea this that westcoast mob shit/ underground bosses profit down the middle on these riddles make the stock split controlling the airwaves and
You wanna climb up the stairs, i wanna push you back down. But i let you inside, So you can push me around. If I leave before you, And I walk out alone
we'd have to spend It hurts, wounds so sore Now I'm torn, now I'm torn I've been far away When I see your face My hearts burst into fire Hearts burst
So when the day broke they gathered 'round the golden stones, so carried forth from the days that stole the forest, then took the stand from the first
Come ye hunters all and heed my bey: Would you ride before the break of day, through woven woods in elven lands, to find the starry-jeweled hand? Beware
in this time of need this time of peril this time when the helpless seek when so many search for some light of hope and they begin to consider this God
Let's pretend were not needy. Let's pretend our hearts still beat. Clumsy enough to fall for anything. Let's pretend we fall in love tonight, Below
your navel is yearning for an extension - a ghost limb it cant detach from mothers loving grasp were all cut off alone and lost your starving - its
songwriters chain their songs sink to the beat to their ankles and bursts under pressure 'til it stops and let it let it burst and bloom burst
Now and again you'll remember the sound Of the sails waving helpless The cables wrapping one another into knots so strong You're lost at once if not tossed
