if we run out of time How happy you were just to know she'll be mine When I wrap her up warm, you'll be right next to me 'Cause they say that the red thread
One lead rose One fell swoop Un-fin-ished Bus Down-town Thought for the year, still un-clear What vin-tage, Sunday's best But what's the point
oh from the first that the line got drawn it was poison in the land it was on one red thread through the middle of a song my only one, my only one I
Übersetzung: Blind Pilot. Ein Roter Faden.
. Put a garbage bag up on my head. Ain't gonna stop killing 'til all humans are dead- This robot psychopath, and you know I'm seeing red, bitch! Garbage
my mind I see your red dress and your arms are reaching through the night I'll never give up the fight I'll go the distance There's a thread that runs
mind I see your red dress and your arms are reaching through the night I'll never give up the fight I'll go the distance There's a thread that runs
. My skin has trouble holding its own skeleton One interruption will spill me to the floor If not Pennsylvania will surely kill us all. I live by a thread
the winter's so long And all the stars were crashing 'round As I laid eyes on what I'd found It was a white crane It was a helpless thing Upon a red
m far from practical Shit happens and since I'm the shit, I'm who it happens to Young Money, Cash Money, blood bitch, I'm red hot I don't see nobody,
: A single star behind me A red sky burns ahead A lonely light below me Awake among the dead I can't hold on any longer These feelings keep growing
: I'm cutting up her pure white dress That I dyed red That I dyed red I'm putting scraps in cheap tin lockets What time erases and memory mocks I'll
great man Ok, let me see How could I begin [Verse 1:] Locked in mariahs wine cellar all I had for lunch, Was red wine more red wine and some captain crunch, Red
classic threads Flashin' bread, roll down the window Bitch you got some fantastic legs, you can get 'til that ass get red You can get 'til that ass get red
good My trigger fingers'll matter, kick the back of your feet And your red monkey jeans, is looking like a scene from Baghdad That's bad, flags red, dirt
: "Tony Starks fights again for survival, and by just a thin thread of electric current wins another victory." [Superb (Ghostface)] Ugh, c'mon, yeah
and rollin' my way through town, Yeah, baby, I get around, Make mine murder, paint the town red, Squash any spider, hanging by a thread You can't run
account is so far in the red He listened to his heart when he should have used his head He suffers for his art He's so Skint His tenancy is hanging by a thread