new years day there's no celebration from me i could see you there? , we just don't care on this new years day without hesitation there's no celebration
this new years day There's no celebration from me I could see you there? , we just don't care On this new years day Without hesitation There's no celebration
Tradução: Paradise Lost. No Celebration.
this new years day there's no celebration from me i could see you there? , we just don't care on this new years day without hesitation there's no celebration
, Hurray For The Winters Come Cease My Plans Excuse Me From The Scenes Of Old I Can Meet You There? , I Just Don On This New Years Day With No Celebration
like a warm embrace when you come around Oooh like the sweetest words when your feelin down Oooh like lost inside of a mascarade Oooh like a celebration in a big parade
you and left the place I?d known Now words have lost their meaning The words have lost their meaning and she?s bored
Waiting around a crew of thugs That parade in blue and yelling 'cuz (Whats up? 'Cuz) Ate by selling drugs '38 snub in the waist, in case fools lose love
She was the rose of sharon from paradise lost From the city of seven hills near the place of the cross I was playing a show in miami in the theater of
's not just royal, allegedly loyal Not unfaithful but she has no faith in me Inhale the damage smoothly Paradise isn't lost, it was hiding all along
on the game I've got my Catholic chain Lord, I'm in purgatory Basically, it's all come on top for me I wasn't me when we met You haven't lost my respect
the hallway Was where we learned to celebrate Automatic bought the years you'd talk for me That night you played me 'Lip Parade' Not the needle, nor the thread, the lost
anybody help to get me out of here? Cause you're walking down a road that I can't go Try as I might, I just can't handle this I lost myself inside a
Channel war can look exactly like before When you were certain it was over by the ticker tape parade They could come back home to safety, they could celebrate
its sermon, And memory shall be lost to the blood which hopelessly pulsates The indolence of solitude may drive out the soul of its sermon, and memory shall be lost
a warm embrace when you come around and Oh, like the sweetest words when your feelin' down and Oh, like lost inside of a masquerade and Oh, like a celebration in a big parade
