: blizzards reign the fires by the pod - their cold heat set ablaze my burning soul - embodiment at least a fear rises - the storm clams the choires
for the soul You'll never make it in a motown suit No way to fake it man they're not your roots No, you'll never make it in a motown suit You can't
: Walk away from the aftermath The residue of raw emotion that you always leave behind Run away. Leave today. Spare the people in your path Spare yourself
: I meant to say I thought you knew I always prayed For me and you The birthday suit In which I was born Is torn and frayed Is ripped and worn Never
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: Black inferno, chaos reigns supreme A cancerous growth spreading out the dark Leaving the wounded land in ashes A civilization in ruins and decay
Verse:] Well a me name Jr.Gong Me seh look how mi natty tall Who nuh know me from dem see me Me a living top-a-nor Clarky boot and khaki suit You think
: (feat. Bruno Mars) I'm traveling without her somewhere far away I keep thinking about her but I know I can't stay She haunts me like a nightmare,
: 1-2-3-4 Er liebt Arbeit und Familie, trinkt nie und hat feste Ziele. Er hat Angst vor Abenteuern, zahlt regelma?ig seine Steuern. Und so weiter,
: Well I used to know someone fair She had orange ribbons in her hair She was such a trip She was hardly there But I loved her Just the same. There
avais encor mes jouets, Mais un jour dans la rue, En sortant de l'ecole, Je vois un inconnu Qui, a mes pas, se colle. Un monsieur me suit dans la rue
: Vuelve, mi corazon ha hecho de mi una lagrima de pena que se lleva la corriente, ?ay! la corriente y me muero por ti y de tu boca no me quiere. [Estribillo
the cold cold ground And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground And they put him in a suit of lights And they put him in a suit of lights
: (Music: Roy Nathanson; Lyrics: Ray Dobbins, R. Nathanson) I remember that dance On the roof of my car When St. Lucy's mad torch Took away our best
: (Music: R. Nathanson; Lyrics: R. Dobbins) That all could gather That we could marry Still Faces absent That she could see this As if time hovered
: (Music: R. Nathanson; Lyrics: Declan MacManus, R. Dobbins, R. Nathanson) Now you've heard our refrain And this story must end 'Cause the stars can
your cowboy boots Dressed to kill in your monkey suit Every pose you strike, every frame they shoot Shows you dressed to kill in your monkey suit Look at you in your monkey suit
you're on view so Never compromise accept no substitute I would rather wear a barrel than conservative apparel A dress has always been my strongest suit