: Apartments of windows, complexes of complexes, opportunities saunter by as the ghosts of interpretation breathe. Barely alive, barely affecting
: Littered with realism, marred by objectivity, acquire Commited to seeing the inside, getting close to the edges by getting by. More distance, abstract
: Everything happens in circles, rotations that curve around a powerful body. Lines to intersect. I put the tape recorder on hold, and fiction
13 Jahre lang bist du um halb 7 aufgestanden, und eine halbe Stunde spater nach drau?en gerannt. Richtung Bus, zwar warst du Pflichtbewusst, doch hattest
(Chorus - 50 Cent) It ain't easy to make money (Whoo) So now everybody wanna take money (Uh huh, uh huh) You ain't a thug, matter fact you a fake money
Before we get any closer Before we let it begin Before our feelings take over us I wanna tell you one thing I'm just an ordinary girl Who needs some
(Paul McCarthney) To lead a better life I need my love to be here... Here, making each day of the year Changing my life with the wave of his hand
I won't pull the trigger Just to see you die No remedy to make me come alive I'm ticking like a timebomb, (Need) no fuse, just guts and gore (To) initiate
So what, so what if I was wrong I said you can't get me cause I'm far too strong That's when he hit me and said that's not how it's gonna be Then he emptied
I?m gonna love you till you love me then no more You?re gonna need me like I need you right now I?m gonna screw you for all you?re worth and no more
I?ll make this painless, try to be sweet I could break your heart any day of the week Squeeze life out of you, wrap you in sheets I could break your heart
I'll make this painless. Try to be sweet. I could break your heart any day of the week. Squeeze life out of you. Wrap you in sheets. I could break
Je n'etait plus qu'une galere J'avais bruler tout mes vaisseaux Quand tu parles de misere Tu jongles avec des couteaux Mieux qu'un flash, c'est la
Written by Kamen / Andersen / Guirey Feeling something very pleasing Slowly takes control of me I lay back yeah it's so easy All I know is all I feel
Turn me down To the ground I want to feel the coolness on my face Lie me down Show me how I can begin to hold you endlessly I don't sleep So I don't dream
You want something corny? You got it There's a house on my street And it looks real neat I'm the chap who lives in it There's a tree on the sidewalk
There's a house on my street It looks real neat I'm the chap who lives in it There's a tree on the sidewalk There's a car by the door I'll go for a drive
