holds the life we've led Instead of drowning in despair For I find small comfort in a bottle When we're apart Don't let the teardrops rust your shining
holds the life we've led Instead of drowning in despair For I find small comfort in a bottle When we're apart Don't let the teardrops rust your
out pros, So how could you ever last, We play are parts and watch it all begin So forget your dreams and drive your cars, You'd sell yourself for useless stars
: Non e niente, lasciami stare questa sera sono triste da morire dimmi pure quel che ti pare ma per favore non scherzare col mio cuore. Io speravo che
: (Monaldi - Specchia) Non e niente, lasciami stare questa sera sono triste da morire dimmi pure quel che ti pare ma per favore non scherzare col mio
: Mude bin ich, geh zur Ruh Schlie?e beide Augen zu. Vater, lass die Augen dein Uber meinem Bette sein Hab ich Unrecht heut getan Sieh es, lieber Gott
: Settle down, don't settle down without me, no, no Settle down, I'll settle down for good, yeah Settle down, I'll settle down around you, yeah, yeah
the seconds, every moment seems like your lost to the stars up above Eventhou you're falling Spoken words made of trust, burning bridges between us, turning diamonds into rust
as a ghetto star refrain: OHH! I had you yellin out when I backed a 30/30 Rifle OHH! Too late for niggaz to get religious and start readin they Bible
you.. Lightning struck electric love Knock me off my feet I'm drunk Never knew that it could feel this good 'Till I found you A key to fit this rusted
sacrificial floor I summoned and you came To the peel of twisted bells To the gelid whisper of my name I blanched, erotic danger Had me whirling like a star
no surly grip on reason Yahweh: frankincense Satan; gold and murder He is sly, bejewelled with sylph Slick limbs spread wide to guide you through the filth And rust
south To this mouth of mine Pity Too long have these emotions Like potions, made me A sole castellan Trusted to keep The weight of oceans From her rusted
deep secrets In spurts after dark..." * Under full moons waxing lyrically Death's poetry floods the soul Like the freezing seed of a demon freed To curse the stars
close to addicts Now grime is running out For us to make amends To retake what once was lost To exalt our throne above the stars of God "To throw our
on rust until the day we?ll shine a light among our rage and dust until the rain will flow inside and wash our names of rust until the day we?ll turn
green world Don't deserve me now I'm made of you and you of me But where are we? Oh no Sells to lie Phone with talk, you stars Suppose you Down when
The dead sing carols in the cemetary I went up to the mall to meet the Santa Claus "Why you wanna meet the Santa Claus?" Just because he's a star and