: I plan it all and I take my place You break your promise all over the place You promised to love me, but what do I see Just you comin' and spillin'
: Living in a world A world full of hate Nothing can stop my feelings inside Nothing can live after it dies Relic The world is a relic To punish this
: Try to convince you that you can't live without one Hey look around man everybody's got one So hurry up get your dollar bills together They're going
: when we have nothing left to give there will be no reason for us to live but when we have nothing left to lose you will have nothing left to use we
: Das waren schone Zeiten da sahst du mich von Weitem und winktest schon mit einem Blumenstrau? Dann folgten ein paar Kusse die ich zur Zeit vermisse
: [Music & Lyrics by Downing/Halford/Tipton; published by Grew Glenn Music/Geargate Music/Ebony Tree Music]
: Hopped up out the bed Turned my swag on Took A look in the mirror Said wassup (yeaaah) I'm gettin' money (oh) (Keri) They told me round the hood (
: Woahhh, Ohhh, you got that SWAG boy x2 There's a train that leave ___________ (?) Catch it now it ain't gonna come again Jump back and get back a
: [Overkill cover] Ain't no job too big or small, Just one sweep of the wreckin' ball Put 'em up, we'll knock 'em down, Or knock 'em up, then leave
: I'm long gone from vertical, somewhere south is stopping me I'm long gone from the american dream, you may decide it's not for me I'm long gone but
: Alle montagne non chiedo di dirmi la verita dirmi quello che ancora non so sull'animale che diventero avrete altro da fare questo certo non lo so
: You tiro es Farrel q te pasa, Tito el Bambino! Mueve el booty pero sigue el flow Mueve el booty pero sigue el flow Mueve el booty pero sigue el flow
: il percorso della memoria il tempo che incide la storia mi lascia nel cuore l'eco di ieri piu forte di come credevo le mie radici da dove vengo l'
: I know when I've had enough When I think your love is rough Chorus The good's gone The good's gone The good's gone The good's gone The good's gone
: Soulja Boy Tellem! Hopped up out tha bed Turned ma swag on Took a look in tha mirror said wassup Yeeeeea I'm gettin money (ohh) [x2] Turned ma swag
: Okay, go then! Oh, sold enough, but I smell the stink, Of the money, of the weakness that you can`t conceive And the polls of your will love your vanity
: Oh don?t speak dirty things (?) I know you feel like we can go inside We can talk in private here Tell me now of how they used to be But I'm not crazy
: As I lay here, I think about the work you've done. How I'm redeemed and now called a son. I've walked these lonely roads, head hung in shame.