: Are you down in yourself sometimes And you should walk with scoling chest Or hasitating the right nowsalines `cause your `fraid of failing the test
n Zettel von ihr fand es war nicht wegen mir doch sie sei weg um mit jemand anderem zusammen zu sein und ich war wieder allein allein Michi Beck in hell
: Now here I go All is said, all is done I'm not thinking 'bout excusing myself Now you're gone Don't you cry, don't you miss I never thought that it
: I was looking for you Capeabale and beautiful Dreaming of sightseerow Perfect look and busted to Salkers in highheels badlips and lugches House made
: Spread your wings Can somebody help me? Take this weight off my mind Seen you suffer in silence, Think I?m wasting your time. Cause I just can?t take
: I?m rested Monday, Feeling fine, I?m chilling Tuesday, All the time, Relax on Wednesday, Quite a while, I?m wasting Thursday, With a smile Then there
: Every time we?ve been together You ask me how I?ve been You never knew the words to reply You see the truth is that I love you There is more than
: Sit tight here with me The tide was high and I've been chasing butterflies, Love was there and now I ask if you still care. Oh I wanna know, do you
: Carry On Finally You got what you wanted Finally You cut all your strings And I hope that you will find Yourself Now I wish that one day You can smile
: Time was a running I keep on a hunting learning for the one thing in you were changing my world That post in a feeling This emotional healing is
Searchlights on the skyline Just looking for a friend Who's gonna love my baby When she's gone around the bend? Egyptian bells are ringing When it's
Kick it We like the, we like the boys with the bullet proof vests We like the girls with the cellophane chests We like the boys with the bullet proof
Oh yeah, come on I met you at J C Penny I think your name tag, it said 'Jenny' I could've step to you with a fresh pack of gum If somehow I knew you
Don't tell your right hand, baby What your left hand do You know those road check girls Will make your brown breath blue Ooh, ooh, ooh, peaches and cream
The countryside is overgrown There's a lighthouse in her soul Wrestling with butcher girls She don't ever change her clothes Masterpieces liquidate in
Can't you hear those cavalry drums Hijacking your equilibrium Midnight hags in the mausoleum Where the pixilated doctors moan Carnivores in the Cowloon
I'm mixing business with leather Christmas with heather Freaks flock together And make all the B boys scream All right (All right) Turn it up now (Turn
I dropped my anchor in the dead of night Unpacked my suitcase and threw it away I fell asleep in the funeral fire I gave my clothes to the police man
