Thank you for the last few days I know, we'll meet again and soon It's written in the stars, written in my hand Please take care, please take all my love
Traduction: Les Créatures. Je vous remercie.
Traduction: Les Créatures. Thank You (L'annonce).
Thank you for the last few days I hope we?ll meet again and soon It?s in the stars written in my hand Please take care, take all my love ?Til we meet
page by a picture That holds her options But you?re daft to think she'd care. Fools on parade Fools on parade Fools on parade conduct a sing-along (Thanks
you do Let me fly away With you We're creatures of the wind Wild is the wind Give me more than one caress To satisfy this hungryness We're creatures
came thanks for the video games and the bling-bling my lil' sister a bike and trains i'm just glad for the love and things so you better not shout you
trying to question your decision, in my opinion you've made an excellent choice I don't want to put the doubt in your mind In my head , well, you're
animals, aliens, and certainly you you will die cause we're all gonna die cause everyone dies and all that was ever and all that will be single celled creatures anything green you
you care I understand the way you move and the things you do If you could just tell the truth maybe I could be with you Stop and save your voice girl You
doing what I do What? you think I'm a tell you "Mom, can you leave the door open a bit?" Thanks, an easy way in, you fucking idiot Now I stretch your
forget our last looks. A rekindling lust. In the corner of your eye. A lingering inside. The last place you and I... This is the place where you and
all the same, you know I, you know I'm, I'm just a fool I'm a fool for you, I'm a fool for you, I'm a fool for you
me born and raised in the suburbs. Faded off the bud smoke blowin it at you nerds thanks Johnny Richter for your nice little hand off I got some purple Kush Did you
YES Yep, I'm a muthafucking trip I'ma trip to Japan and buy some brand new shit Nine hundred to a grand, get you twenty eight grams If you talking 'bout
piles of stinking life you use this abuse to keep me conquered you're so absurdly common vacant faces brainless strangers sputtering, stuttering insect language i'm the creature you