: (feat. Nyze) Nyze: Hook: ich geh raus es wird hell, alles dreht sich karrusell, meine taschen sind jetzt leer und es ist weg das ganze geld wodka
: It was the bridge she flung herself off I used to see her standing on one side As if too frightened to walk across And sometimes stand still and
por mi decepcion A?Como puedo aguantar? Creo que estoy atrapado aqui ( Oh No ) Viendo los carros al cielo Ya nada vale la pena ( Oh No ) Viendo los carros
: La Fouine tu nous verras pas fuir a l'anglaise dans nos Voitures allemandes, Voitures allemandes pour tous les jeunes qui restent en bas et s'taisent
: Swiss Beats - Money, cars, clothes, hoes (x2) I'm from the ghetto so gimmie my money Lil Wayne - Mr Angel on the beat Young mula baby, and the devil
: She can't hide no matter how hard she tries her secret disguised behind the lies and at night she crys away her pride with eyes shut tight staring
: The rich and the poor The rich got a maid And she takes all the kids to the zoo It's true The poor got no maid So they pack up their kids and go, too
: Ich dreh mich um mich selber wie ein Karussell Kann nur Schemen erkennen, denn ich fahr zu schnell Meine Taschen sind leer bis auf paar Mark Das Karussell
: Si accendono le luci del luna park c'e chi si diverte e a chi non gli va spari di pistole e suoni di carillon lo zucchero che fila e la giostra che
: For all you broken hearted lovers lost Go find another one Cause you know time will break and you'll be late White rabbits on the run It's hard to
: Slam the door and turn the key. Punch the dash, red light on empty. Why stop, lets take it slow. I wanna get you to go. Pop the lock and fill the
: I?ll be the round about the words will make you out ?n? out you change the day your way call it morning driving thru the sound and in and out the valley
I'll be the roundabout The words will make you out an' out You spend the day your way Call it morning driving Through the south In an' out the valley
Cars are cars all over the world Cars are cars all over the world Similarly made, similarly sold In a motorcade, abandoned when they're old Cars are cars
I can hear the breathing all around me Its sound is charmingly But to my merry-go-round Finding my way, reeling around Watching every sundown One day
She's from a world Of popcorn and candy Pony rides for a dime Little children laughing I'm from a world Of disappointments and confusions But I want
Groove it up, it's Friday night Time to have some fun, alright To know what's up I gotta reach an' pick up the phone Yeah, the answer's always Mick My
Too many screamers wearing a mask Too many dreamers looking for the ones that last Too many eyes looking for hope Too many tears looking for a way to