questa storia che poi e andata a finire come peggio non poteva, perche poi tu sei riuscita... (vaffanculo Vale, vaffanculo te e la tua vita...) (Grazie a k-ant
tornare ad amare.. Anche se san sicuro che ne passera di tempo probabilmente sara lungo o forse come un lampo avro ricaricato le mie pile, e in un momento k-ant
...Ci rivediamo nella prossima vita... (Thanks to k-ant mc for these lyrics)
da me) torna qui senno saranno guai.. (e restaci) regna nel mio cuore.. Principexa con la tua legislazione dell'amore.. (Grazie a k-ant mc per questo
Fuma la Marijuana, fuma sta roba strana.. ..poi.. ringrazia il cielo per la sua esistenza, ringrazia il cielo per le sviste della Finanza.. (Grazie a k-ant
che sembra mille trappole e trabocchetti attendono i visitatori distratti, devi starmi vicino e seguire le mie istruzioni... (Grazie a k-ant mc per
Queen of the pinups. That's what you are. I get so excited. There you go. The sisterhood of fantasy. So you tell me. You spread your magic just like a
Comment te dire ce que j'ai sur le c.ur ? A l'heure qu'il est je ne suis qu'une petite s.ur qui ne veut plus etre baby sitter. J'etais violente avant,
Nico: Ich komme in den Club, bereit fur ein Abenteuer. Die ander'n Vollidioten tanzen um ihr'n Rucksack wie um's Lagerfeuer. An der Art wie du dein' Arsch
(K.i.z. Feat. M-Hot) [Nico:] Ich seh dich zum ersten Mal in dem muttergef*ckten Einkaufszentrum Mein Kumpel lacht mich aus - "Probier's erst gar nicht
J'ai pas bouge depuis tes doigts sur moi J'ai pas encore voulu tout laisser tomber Bien sur, maintenant, j'ai mon chez-moi T'as ton chez-toi Bien sur,
I would never bother you I would never promise to I would never bother you I would never promise to If I say that word again I would move away from here
The rain, it started tappin' on the window near my bed There was a loophole in my dreamin', so I got out of it And to my surprise my eyes were wide and
Was is it true what I heard about the Son of God? Did He come to save? Did He come at all? And if I dried His feet, with my dirty hair Would He make me
On a string On a string On a string, I was held the way I move, can you tell? My actions are orchestrated from above So I swing and I sway wave my hand
There is a man holding a megaphone He must have been the voice of God The bystanders claimed they saw Angels Flying up and down the block They must have
Here we go Can I get a goddamn timpany roll to start this goddamn song? Tonight, it is a goddamn song For all you goddamn people Well, the animals laugh
Laura, are you still livin' there on your estate of sorrow? You used to leave it occasionally, but now you don't even bother To ride the commuter train
