(feat. Jonathan Davis) [Fieldy] Burn down to the ground everything I own Everything you need is temporary And everything you want is so petty Materialistic
Toi qui fais de ton jardin un ocean de fleurs Et puis tout ce qui te passe par le coeur S'il est vrai que chaque enfant est un berger du ciel J'ai du
Would you lay with me in a field of stone If my needs were strong would you lay with me Should my lips grow dry would you wet them dear In the midnight
Field Commander Cohen, he was our most important spy. Wounded in the line of duty, parachuting acid into diplomatic cocktail parties, urging Fidel Castro
Field Commander Cohen, he was our most important spy. Wounded in the line of duty, parachuting acid into diplomatic cocktail parties, urging Fidel
Would you lay with me in a field of stone? If my needs were strong would you lay with me? Should my lips grow dry would you wet them dear In the midnight
never rated And now he's doing business The stars of track and field, you are The stars of track and field, you are The stars of track and field are
would be with you No matter where, but for now we're here So let's spin around again in this field of flowers we're in Let's spin again in this field
Turn out the light just say goodnight, to yourself May I remind you, when you find you, are all alone is when you You've got to be strong that's when
, on the morning goes But regardless no one knows the day has cleared Oh we are blind I'll be the flowers of the field that slowly bloom While you are
Raincoats. Finlandia. Raincoats and lakes. The best words, I take along in my field bag. Across the morning, the beautiful air, I will be aware. I'll
Wondering jets inside of me I've got the field day jitters Wet watches and a bottle of Mr.Clean I'm a nervous wreck in the shape of a test I figure it
Would you lay with me In a field of stone If my needs were strong Would you lay with me Should my lips go dry Would you wet them, dear In the midnight
Field Commander Cohen He was our most important spy Wounded in the line of duty Parachuting acid into diplomatic cocktail parties Urging Fidel Castro
sadness grey as tomb I'm the desert where all the hopes die In the field of screaming souls the field - the hopes - the death - she comes Into the field
There's a reflection that's so hard to see Reflections in water of what you could be Wave crashes over, tides pull you under If you've ever wondered why
It stood out more than any other You took me by surprise To lead me on You lead me on Take a picture, it lasts longer Lay my soul to rest upon The stairway
I've held this fire And I've walked through fire And it's burning outside Ask for a feeling for a direction And it's burning inside I know of a temple
