bright She stares at you for an hour You stare into the light For one last hour in the room So mean and so white I stare at her in this room As she stares
stares at you for an hour You stare into the light for one last hour in the room So mean and so white I stare at her in this room as she stares into
Traduction: The Cure. Ce Matin.
you look like you're sad Your smile is gone; I've noticed it bad The cure is if you let in just a little more love I promise you this, a little's enough
drink and we sing and we celebrate this lie And hope that it will last Morning is here night has passed And my grandfather was a doctor He cured the
is soft...so I'm startin to jack off Cuz I'm so horny...and your lyrics are so corny That they bore me and I woke up too late this morning Or too early
find the cure for not having you around (sugar) [Marvin:] Oh I've searched far and near ah But the cure just can't be found no no no [Both:] That special cure
you Rule Brittania, gassy beer, page three two weeks in Espana and Sunday striptease' meanwhile the first Jesus says 'I'd cure it soon abolish monday mornings
t deny your fears So let them go and fade into light Give up the fight here Let my eyes take in The beauty that's here That?s left on this earth My ears
his own talk show Your bother is the scientist, who found the cure for morning breath I came here by taxi You came by limousine And all I have to offer you is this
and lies Where justice he delays is always justice he denies This will make you love again This will make you love again This will make you love again This
[feat. Rick Ross & Mavado] [Jah Cure:] Jamaica, stand up! [Rick Ross:] Yeah! To all rude boys in the capital Cure again [Mavado:] Ye-e-eh Jah Cure
your own heavy breathing When you try ? you wake up alone in your bed It?s time to see what it?s all about There?s one cure and there?s no way out
heart on the morning of November 6th Oh everybody's looking for a fix In this nervous disease There's a cure I need Let the medecine get to the bone Remember this
me away Mist ripples round your thin white neck And draws me a line Cold fingers mark this dying wreck This moment is mine Help me cure you Atone for
