Letras:
Christian Franke

Tradução: Franke, Christian. Ya no se detenga.

Tradução: Franke, Christian. Me gustaría que el infierno en la tierra.

Into the dark and I feel nothing The dead dog howling with smiles and teeth the art of breaking apart The simplest thing, can lead to catastrophe That

Home is something you don't have. The eyes that look through all these pages. The one that's devilishly foolish. The eyes that make us gray. Once...

Sitting alone Scratch at your skin Call out your name I don't feel the same Reach out for you I Reach out for you I Forget your face. So low like your