Übersetzung: 4400 Soundtrack. Bedroom Walls --- do Die Gebäude und Cops Make You Smile?.
kissin on you tryin to make it different every time (that's right) I'm so lonely in my bedroom, lookin at the walls Withcha number in my hand, wonderin
s 'til I put my eyes on you God damn, sweetheart you got some thighs on you Now I can't wait to get you home, get you all alone In my bedroom, baby can
'til I put my eyes on you God damn, sweetheart you got some thighs on you Now I can't wait to get you home, get you all alone In my bedroom, baby can
tommorrow Gotta make if I have to Beg and Borrow Reading love letters late night, locked down, and quiet If brothers don't recieve their mail Best believe we riot Eating Jack mat Staring at walls
far from there I'm gonna walk all over you I'm gonna walk all over you Do anything you want me to I'm gonna walk all over you Reflections on the bedroom wall
need, ah Little lover, I can't get you off my mind, no Little Lover, oh I tried so hard to find Someone like you You had my picture on your bedroom wall
the wall (Chorus) Tonight I climbed the wall And took her by the hand We'd come too far to fall Couldn't stand to see it end So tonight I climbed the wall
: (Alice Coopr, Ryan Roxie, Damon Johnson) She's an overnight sensation In the mirror on her wall She gets a standing ovation At every shower curtain
about you again Where I wait outside until you let me in, and there I stay Lay beside me and listen out the wall, we'll keep on lying until the summer
the plus in the positive thinking The well's run dry and you're not done drinking Clouds start comin? and the sky will fall Clock stares back from the bedroom wall
, I'll be just strummin' away and bidding goodbye, to another beautiful day. A portrait of my angel, That I love most of all - I'll have painted from a snapshot onto my bedroom wall
heart of mortal fight Broken sundown fatherless showdown Gun hip swollen lip bottle sip yeah i suck dick Loose grip on gravity falls sky blinding crumbling walls
come on baby, just trust me) personal (i wanna get) personal with you i'm behind you in your bedroom with your hands against the wall but keeping one
whore I'm a wrought iron face upon the wall I had ninety-nine years of murder called life and I'm running away from it all I got a bedroom, every mirror
and Pork Sausage Distillery". Anyway, Earl was fishing, and he caught a wall-eyed bass, which had twenty-seven eyes on it. It was a twenty-seven-eyed wall
I?m getting good at missing you Bedroom walls I?m good at staring at the walls Dreaming footsteps in the hall I?m good at staring at the walls I?m getting
memories Awakened through my eyes This house has brought back to life An open door I walk on through Into his bedroom Feeling as cold as outside The walls
