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With no free breath I crouch and stare a dead machine to take me there the worst of prisons in barren stone the savage/saddest depths I work alone A
Ready now I had to clean myself off Settle down Make it out of this rut safely I'll flee and think it's time to let go Think I felt the safety in the
Pulenta e galena fregia e un fantasma in soe la veranda barbera cume' petroli e anca la loena me paar che sbanda... cadrega che fa frecass e buca verta
Tradução: The Frames. Galena.
Pulenta e galena fregia e un fantasma in soe la veranda barbera cume' petroli e anca la loena me paar che sbanda... cadrega che fa frecass e buca
: Pulenta e galena fregia e un fantasma in soe la veranda barbera cume' petroli e anca la loena me paar che sbanda... cadrega che fa frecass e buca
: You'll end up crying With your mother's eyes Pretend you can't see yourself Could have been better Could have been worse You could have been yourself
: Cyberotic head explode Information overload And I just can't take anymore And I'm gonna break Something's gotta give Tell me when to turn the screw
: Si me voy preguntan por que Si me quedo es un ... Problema tambien Ya se va otro dia Y no me echan, como ves. Tu y yo la gran solucion Contra todo,
: (originally by Otis Redding) I've been loving you too long to stop now There were time and you want to be free My love is growing stronger, as you
: (originally by James Carr) At the dark end of the street That's where we will always meet Hiding in shadows where we don't belong Living in darkness
: (originally by Sandy Denny) Sad, deserted shore your fickle friends are leaving but i am not alone while my love is near who knows where the time
