Tradução: BADM. Lovesong.
Tradução: Me pueden hacer un lío como nadie. Mudo.
watch that bitch cause she dangerous A lady got a man at the house A bitch got her best friend man in her mouth And she don't give a fuck about a ring
't discover america Jesus wasn't the only son of god If he even was the son at all If there even is a god at all Man on the platform builds a funeral
: Ever since this began, I was blessed with a curse. And for better or for worse I was born into a hearse. I know I said my heart beats for you. I
an overload Your heart beats rhythm hot and cold Your stature has a naked buzz When your near your not like us You know I'm not crazy You know I'm not
apply I'm the boy (you made me) I'm the boy I'm the boy I'm the boy (you made me) I'm the boy I'm the boy Love is... What you make it Love the overflow
Who will love me (who will love me) I'M AFRAID OF ME I'M AFRAID OF ME (afraid to love you) I'M AFRAID OF ME I'M AFRAID OF ME
I'm such a lonely man. It came as no surprise to me That she'd leave me in misery. It seemed like only yesterday She made a vow that she'd never walk
gris, del saber que estoy hecho de pedacitos de ti. Fue la verde luz, la duena de mis noches, esa luz que entrega cada petalo de amor, que aspira a las
! chorus: I'm on your case, I'm in your face Kick you and your father back in place Step up sucker, understand Don't you know I'm the man! I'm the man
a peu s'ankylose Et j'oublie que tu m'aimes J'oublie toujours quelque chose J'ai vu se faner ces annees Aux hivers qui s'allongent Et on y a compte Toujours
: Je m'eloigne d'autant que je m'approche (x7) (Merci a Anais pour cettes paroles)
el sedal que las engarza se dirigen a tu amiga Audrey, a tu amiga Audrey. Viene del electrodomestico un olor a panes volcanicos, a vinos satanicos, a
Stay for tonight If you want to I can show you What my dreams are made of, as I'm dreaming of your face I've been away for a long time Such a long time
s?incontrera per raccontarsela una sera? Come in una festa che non comincia mai. Aspettare e basta qualcosa che non hai... Lettera per me che m?illudo
I'm kinda like a blur with these words, it's a [?] with these verbs Running at a hundred kilometers Pretty soon I'm a leave Earth Earthlings, or whatever Human beings, I'm a
'm gone, high like frutose, frutose You wanna know the truth, really, you gone, you gone It'll blow ya out ya mind like a UFO, UFO I'm basically a resident
