Dark the night and long til day Do not bid us further stray Dark the night and long til day Do not bid us further stray Now the sun it does decline Pour
Questions flew And words were hurled into the air And when the smoke had cleared I saw you lying there I used my words like bullets in a gun To pick your
Warum wirst du verlegen willst du mich nicht sehn du suchst krampfhaft nach Worten du warst es doch du wolltest gehn nein ich frage dich nicht wer
An apology You heard it all from me Complacent and Repetitious There's nothing wrong I'm walking 'round without a second thought I really mean it This
[K. Bachman / J. Daub / J. Winters / D. Mann / D. Baddorf] No more will I regress backward From what which I believe I owe no man an explanation Expect
request every other day i try to avoid it and everything i say it just reminds me more and every other way i try to approach it it all ends up the same
Cette etrange cigarette ne nous rend pas hagard L'an 2000 approchant rattraper le retard Vivons a notre epoque et dedramatisons Non bien sur le petard
Acaso el Rey detuvo al tiempo en esos cerros Acaso el Mar tambien enmudeci Acaso el Viento me nombr al pasar volando Diga seor (si eso pas) Jure seor (
There was a time We had it all For worse or for better You would come when I called But I took you for granted You took me for a fool Through the heat
What I'll give you since you've asked, is all my time together. Take the rugged sunny days, the warm and rocky weather. Take the roads that
Mein Verhältnis zu Behörden war nicht immer ungetrübt,was allein nur daran lag, daß man nicht kann, was man nicht übt. Heute
{'Masquerade, 93.1, this is Big E Who goes there" "Hello, yes, am I on the air?" "Fo sho, live and clear, baby" "Hi, this is Kwaliah, I would like to
Sweat drips in my eyes Screams of lust we cry Tonight you are everything You're everything You're everything to me No more, as I wake from this perfect
He use to send her flowers To apologize, to apologize He used to say how sorry he was And flash his smile, he'd flash his smile And always she'd forgive
Slaughtered by the hands of a butcher The hands of the butcher were the hands of a "Doctor" and And these are the golden days that you want to bring back
Cho Gal a send request, call up mi name inna foreign press, a nuff tell them friend, nuff a them confess, haffi beg when them under the stress, hey
Failed coercion leads to intrusion and the blood forever runs In her head into her hands between her legs where his mind lies Power drives him into murder
Well, it's up in the air an escalator away A comma into the phrase, another ticket to pay Well, I can't see where this is going again Because I'm behind