're hating We are all just the stars on your burning flag Stars on your burning flag Stars on your burning flag Stars on your burning flag Stars on your burning flag Stars on your burning
, possessions if you could Sticks and stones and tombs of burning wood Sticks and stones and tombs of burning wood Sticks and stones and tombs of burning wood
. The ashes from your burning wood have blackened all the snow, and oh - how it glows. The ashes from your burning wood have blackened all the snow, until the heat burns
Traducción: Reyne, James. Queima de madeira.
we're hating We are all just stars on your burning flag Stars on your burning flag Stars on your burning flag Stars on your burning flag Stars on your burning flag Stars on your burning
on this floor Alice in Wonderland Put out your hand If you were made out of stone I'd know that you'd catch me Oh, if you could 'Cause I'm made of wood
CRAIGIEBURN WOOD (Robert Burns) Sweet closes the ev'ning on Craigieburn Wood And blythely awaukens the morrow; But the pride o' the spring on the Craigieburn
I like women, I like steaks I like cars with the candy paint And an iced out booty with an iced out make I like girls with their goodie-good-good Woodpeckers peckin' on the woodie-wood-wood
Last year's wishes are this year's apologies Every last time I come home I take my last chance to burn a bridge or two I only keep myself this sick in
on those terms, you got on my nerves Say I don't deserve you, you're gonna learn Treat it like a perm, leave it be or let it burn Eat 'em like an urr
hammer thirty million can't hurt me Fucking insane, the fuck am I saying? Not only am I fly, I'm fucking not playing All these little bitches too big for they britches Burning
Got my motor runnin' Little girl, are you comin' Keep your candle burning bright Soon as you are ready Hold that ladder steady Come tread softly through
in the bang When you hit the bricks, new whips, money ain't a thang Come on, y'all wanna floss wit' us 'Cause all across the ball we burn it up Drop
turning? How do we sleep while our beds are burning? How can we dance when our earth is turning? How do we sleep while our beds are burning? The time
Yeah aiyyo it's poison Ecstasy, coke, you say it's love, it is poison Schools where I learned they should be burned, it is poison Physicians prescriptin
Throw my hopes Like a juggernaut walks Now let-down souls Can't feel no rhythm Sorry entertainers Like aerobics victims Hybrid people Light a wooded matchstick Toxic fumes and the Burning
deep into the murky night that had its crown somewhere above. The room had been an inspiration of the twins that I had taken-building it of wood and
