tus suenos. Me tomas y me das un beso como pidiendome perdon tu crees que nuestro amor es juego pero ese juego se acabo. coro Mentirosa! mentirosa! mentirosa
en tus suenos. Me tomas y me das un beso como pidiendome perdon tu crees que nuestro amor es juego pero ese juego se acabo. coro Mentirosa! mentirosa! mentirosa
: Donde tu amor mi amor inmenso Donde la prisa solo por vernos Donde el temblor de nuestros cuerpos Solo por darnos un simple beso Donde tu voz y tus
ti, se que ya perdimos la cordura, se que ya bajamos de estatura y que nos cambiamos por basura Yo tambien lo se...y se que fuimos unos mentirosos, se
: Let's keep the screaming and the fighting and the crying To a minimum And if the kitchen don't work We can fight in the living room You try to hurt
pero no kieres hacerme mas sufrir... embustero tus mentiras se llevan los mejores anos d mi vida dejandome en el alma mil heridas q nunka sanaran(x2) embustero (x4) embustero tus mentiras
: Tu dormi e io sono qui da quando non lo so, so che affondo cosi dentro l'odio che ho. A tratti sentirei di svegliarti ma poi ci penso e dico no, ora
: Stuck sitting in your own mess sinking Call up arms to search for a better word A mess you made, a smell you chose I wont break in front of you Better
mentira a tu verdad mi mentira, a tu verdad del frio escucharte hablar Mi mentira a tu verdad mi mentira a tu verdad mi mentira a tu verdad mi mentira
Before us lies the story of Enfolding joy, endless love Given to me through a dream A following brought from above I couldn't help myself God walks by
Will you come to me for the one last time? Would you hold me this deformed body Will you wipe away my tears so shameful... Help me! Save me! From myself
My stereoc?? a liar Those mix-tapes are cheap alibis But sometimes I believe that "everything is gonna be alright" My stereoc?? a monster Cause it almost
In the century where man dies We the huntress of the hollow hills Must put ourselves above pity Above self deception as law We must be again as once were
I didn't bother coming on back home. I didn't bother calling you on the phone, 'cause there are the little punches, they won't hurt anymore. You're getting
If you were a season you would be in bloom I wish I had good reason to see you soon No need to convince me that you were a catch I bought my ticket and
