An iron gate surrounds you. Stinking like rotting lace. Your flags are waving dishonestly. A pining plaything, so false so pleased. Your flags are aching
I opened my heart Gave you a home I built you up a temple To keep you safe and warm But under the sand You became stone And I couldn't carry all the
(feat. Carlos Santana) Since the moment I spotted you Like walking 'round with little wings on my shoes My stomach's filled with the butterflies...and
She grew up in a nice neighborhood But it didn't do her no good Cause she's just a sum of her influence Hell, and I can't tell you the difference By the
When I close my eyes I keep falling Though I'm plunging it's like flying It's funny how I'm so high yet never floated so low Just wanna revert from this
To the fucker who let me have a life in the dark, Till the day my life ran out Well a day in the dark, a bloody lust of wind, wanna know what it's about
ou Cirage et Blondin Heros de B.D. ou de serie B Desormais vous etes psychanalyses Cine, rock et bandes dessinees He, cine, rock et bandes dessinees
inseguito spara e centra ogni fanale Sante il bandito ha una mira eccezionale e lo sanno le banche e lo sa la questura Sante il bandito mette proprio
No rice and peas for dinner tonight The ghetto people can't afford the price Every thing gone pon sky high You know what I mean (oeh) Who feels it knows
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stop rambling 'cause there's work to be done So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun And they sent me away to the war And the band played Waltzing
Black streak on the boulevard Another place they don't let you stay White rain fallin' cold-n-hard Gotta get thru it anyway Try to be what ya wanna be
romantique J'aime ce contraste en lui Qui ensoleille mes nuits En trois mots, tout est dit Baggy, Bandana et Poesie. En trois mots, tout est dit Baggy, Bandana
rambling 'cause there's work to be done So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun And they sent me away to the war And the band played Waltzing