This version has slightly different lyrics than the single b-side version Thought of no tomorrow The pain, tears and sorrow And you never told me why
Übersetzung: Uriah Heep. Warum (11,18 Min. Version).
Übersetzung: 11.18. New Beginnings Minus Stolen Moments.
Übersetzung: 11.18. Widersprüche (Tribute To Our Lady Peace - 4.
Übersetzung: 11.18. The Roof, The River, Or The Revolver.
Übersetzung: 11.18. The Five Senses Of Snow.
This ghetto life has got me catchin up to God quicker Who would figure that all I need was a hair trigger semi-automatic Mack 11 just to scare niggaz
d'amore che appartengono solamente a voi due. coro: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 22 -
a flyin' moth, Uh-huh, First to come in was a flyin' moth, Uh-huh, First to come in was a flyin' moth. She laid out the table cloth, Uh-huh. 11. Next
Psalm 55:21 / Daniel 11:32] It's gotten far beyond reckless You're gonna see it going up in flames [Matthew 18:8-9] Matthew 18:8-9 / Romans 12:1-2
march is shaking the ground And now we're running to tear these idols down [Isaiah 2:8-18] Send the flares, revolution's coming now [Revelation 19:11-
men in everything I wanted to be (Luke 11:43) I don't give a rat's rear end what they say as long as my God's happy (John 15:18-21) if I never please
like, everytime I find myself in a situation I just get that feelin like I'm in Houston Candy paint switchin colors in the light It's about like 11 p
with fear Now i know that there is more The warmth is gone But the chill forever here I'll always remember [04:18] The chill of november The news of
rencards Putain la vie passe trop vite, il est deja 11 heures moins le quart Celui qui veut me viser, je lui conseille de changer de cible Me toucher est impossible, a 11
's my hood nigga that's my hood (uhh) money real dirty 9:30 got a trap to catch fo a quater birdy 10:45 quater to 11 ak 47 and a mac 11 1:17 my trap
s the color We got a chance, so we can really sweat the real fools Show those muthafuckas the real tools Check the enemy, it ain't the family Not 1-11
quick, and leave a motherfucker's throat hangin open I drink the blood of a street rat (he does) Yo, Monox Boogie where tha weed at I got 18 plus speed
