Eins, zwei, drei, vier. Nous sommes immobiles Dans la vitrine Nous sommes les mannequins Nous sommes les mannequins On nous observe Nous sentons vivre
Wir stehen herum Und stellen uns ausWir sind Schaufensterpuppen Wir sind Schaufensterpuppen Wir werden beobachtet Und wir spühren unserem Puls Wir
How do I get closer to you When you keep it all on mute? How will I know the right way to love you? Usually the queen of figuring out Breaking down a
..And the Lord spoke saying, "Thou shalt not kill" and he did murder his enemies, for he was a vengeful God. Hey dummy, do you know what you say? "We
I'll take the legs from some old table I'll take the arms from some old chair I'll take the neck from some old bottle And from a horse I'll take the hair
God is a concept By which we measure Our pain I'll say it again God is a concept By which we measure Our pain Yeah pain Yeah I don't believe in magic
I've got my things, I'm good to go You met me at the terminal Just one more plane ride and it's done We stood like statues at the gate Vacation's come
I couldn't catch a ride, I tried So I was walkin' Started rainin' when you called to tell me You were flakin' out again I only had a buck Not enough
(d. barbelivien-f. bernheim) Faudrait pouvoir jeter Tous les mannequins d'osier Du haut d'un grand pont Ces fantômes oubliea Ces ombres du passe
Unable so lost I can't find my way Been searchin' but I have never seen A turnin', a turnin' from deceit 'Cause a child, roses like Try to reveal what
Please, could you stay a while to share my grief? For it's such a lovely day To have to always feel this way And the time that I will suffer less Is when
I don't want to hurt you No reason have I but fear And I ain't guilty of crimes accused me of But I'm guilty of fear I'm sorry to remind You but I'm
How can I believe this miracle Where the wind blows dry Through the force of a man Undenied by his eye Oh, you abandoned me, how I suffer Ridicule breathes
I'm lost, exposed Stranger things will come your way It's just I'm scared Got hurt a long time ago Can't make myself heard No matter how hard I scream
It's a fire, these dreams they pass me by The salvation I desire keeps getting me down 'Cause we need to recognize mistakes for time and again So let
( from whore, a wire tribute record; written by wire ) You're a waste of space No natural grace You're so bloody thin You don't even begin To interest
this don't seem like you at all to watch you laugh while others fall and me I know that people change but this seems way too strange no matter what
Geh spuck den Schnuller aus die Mama is net zhaus geh zier di net komm mit in's Gitterbett. Weiat wie schön des is mach ma ein' Windelstriptease