Crouched in the shadows Of a street light Hunched over your catch Shit, she's barely alive Blood dried up and caked in her hair Her face just a bloody
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Would I have played my part? There's a man who has a dream But never seems to make it 'Cause everytime he gets some, someone tries to take it. A second
A heavy rain is pouring down Upon the mourners gathered at your grave Heads bowed in deadly silence As the priest recites your eulogy Pounding nails
, his blood, drips from the snow Into the slush-filled streets. A crowd starts to gather A young girl begins to scream BOGOTA, COLUMBIA 50 bodies float down a
You say you're living an empty life Your days filled with nothing but misery and strife Nobody to call your own as you're slowly wasting away In this
's got you by the neck A look of hunger in dead eyes Broken teeth sink into your throat Too late, you saw it too late Your flesh a feast for fiends
leave me alone Curled up on the floor Four walls and a bed Me, myself and the voices in my head Curled up on the floor Four walls and a bed Me, myself
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When I was a child I spent hours in the back of a Dark Greyhound bus. When I was a child I heard ma father curse the witch The neighborhood punchboard
alone Standing on a corner In the middle of the night. Reaching in the pocket Of his battered overcoat Skeletal hand crucified by arthritis Clench a
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e lo scorpione?"-. Non so se hai avuto anche tu l'impressione che il tempo acceleri a sedici anni un anno dura una vita poi a trenta sei gia li
Traducción: Acusados. M Is For Martha.
Traducción: Acusados. Cortadas e secas.
Traducción: Amaral. No Rio.
Traducción: Com data de John Waters Soundtrack. Clarence "homem-rã" Henry --- ain't Got No Home.