dream Is it just a dream? Reoccuring dream Is it just a dream? Reoccuring dream Is it just a dream? Reoccuring dream Is it just a dream? Is it just
Traduction: Seal. Est-ce un rêve.
this is pop that trunk Had them down this is pop that trunk Ah they know Had them down this is pop that trunk Had them down this is pop that trunk Ah they know [Chorus:] Just like a
my spell And I wish upon a star Star of fate keeps me morning along Follow the dream of my heart As I seal your lips With a good-bye kiss, my love It
i can Waiting day and day it goes through My lips are sealed for her My tongue is tied to a dream of being with you To settle for less is not what i
be fine even though i'm not always right i can count on the sun to shine the medication takes a lifetime but dreams only last for a night night figure it
Its like the day has turned to rust Like every dreams been sealed shut Like every door is closed before we've gotten out As bullets rip the air in two
Take me on, take me on I've been awake, shaking to a rage I've been awake, shaking to a rage In the end only once All you need is a touch Wanna see
, it's already set signed and sealed, The illusion of power. Why don't you come closer, Promise a story I will tell, yeah, I'll save you from your dreams
let me be I had to leave there in a hurry I only saw what they let me see You broke a heart that loved you Now you can seal up the book and not write
not let me be I had to leave there in a hurry I only saw what they let me see You broke a heart that loved you Now you can seal up the book and not write
you need it bad And yer trouble is you know it too good "Cause you look an' you start getting the chills "Cause you can't find it on a dollar bill And
your, lane but you wanna be a star A star, do you wanna be a star? Can't find your, lane but you wanna be, wanna be a star [Krayzie Bone] I know the
homie and a nigga, K, homie All bitches, look into it as you want the real killa? Well, pull out your pistol, bitch, and shoot it, shoot it And you knew it, do it
any age If the Brakeman turns my way It is an old world it's hard to remember Like a dime store mystery I'm a repeat first time offender Who has rewritten
retarded kid's stool I had a dream I blew up with half a mil' sold And still stole a credit card, a purse, and someone's billfold I'm from the