were a yeti whoman hairy fierce and lone I 'member the rage your face disintegrated and the fear that I would not ehy! hate it pop kills your soul...as
were a yeti whoman hairy fierce and lone I 'member the rage your face disintegrated and the fear that I would not ehy! hate it pop kills your soul...
Übersetzung: Afterhours. Pop Kills Your Soul.
try ought to find a way ought to find a way out i got a way that's gonna dry my brain compromise's going to kill my babe compromise's going to kill my
there's something that you hide come inside come inside as you get me as I'm waiting to get the conception that keeps my life tied to your plans come
that keeps me here It's my addiction in or out baby love couldn't define us all in or out baby love it's not what we caressing on your smell's my oxygen your
On time I ain't got time, only got a dime to make a last call I'm gettin' soaking wet and it ain't rained yet since last fall I got myself a coach ticket
You were born in the alley stood in the alley go back to the alley born in the alley stood in the alley go back to the alley Terry fill me up Terry fill
