Tradução: La Trampa. La Mordida.
: Remember back when we were so close Remember when we had all of this Although we aren't close anymore I will always remember you Child hood reminders
: [I KILLED THE PROM QUEEN] For every word misspelt For every knife that cuts you Every rose has its thorn To stab your heart For every word misspelt
: Esta noche hace frio, pero tu seras mi abrigo, ay amor calientame un poquito. Esta vez no habra testigos, solo tu estaras conmigo, ay amor sentimiento
: No it don't fuckin matter, We gonna do it my way, From here on now it's my way, [Chorus:] 187 in moatin, Hammer cocked when I'm coastin, (yeah) 187
: Is it about time? Oh yes it is, it really is! Let's get this party started! My hands are shaking... Just take a drink, steady your nerves. Let's get
: asesino! muerte callo de el cielo chingo todo tienen nada y hoy solo la sangre ama busco tuya y de tu madre uso lo que me encuentro te estrello con
: Asesino de asesinos como ray los elimino por que solo son la mierda estorbando en el camino mi destino esta en la cima por hacer mejores rimas mientras
: Please mr. deejay, play this song for me.... RIT Il Guercio: notte di mezza estate, in sogno precipito e atterro sveglio sopra queste strade bevo
: Is this the way I want to see me? Please, leave your memories at the door. Why has the world gone off and deserted me? Why, there's just no room inside
: Tie me to a tree tie my hands above my head sing a song to me sing a song like what you said cause they're gonna murder me they're gonna take
: (Instrumental)
: Look down at the body you may see no trace of wounds but in the eye the eye of the beholder one cannot asume. Not a drop of blood is drawn but you
: [Hitman] When darkness be closin in I'm motivated, with the howlin wind with a list of chosen men, frozen in sin Knowin that your end is beginnin Swift
: Refrain : Murderer,murderer,quand ils deboulent chez moi avec leurs flingues et leurs clebards Murderer,murderer,mon peuple qui pleure j'ai npeur qu
: Tears of rage suffocated behind the bars. False freedom enclosed inside walls. Shadows without soul, stolen spirit. Dark walks in sobbing galleries
: Vuelvo al punto del que parti otra derrota cae sobre mi, es el perro que vuelve a subir pide carne no quiere morir, intente acabar con el creo que
: No tienes por que aparentar mas porque no te quitas ese disfraz, eres tan hermosa en tu silencio. Por que no me llevas a ese lugar dame una noche desnuda
