Übersetzung: Blune. Eine Ironie Tail.
Übersetzung: Blune. Pain.
Übersetzung: Blune. Sie.
: (feat. ft j.a) Drop down (x6) chorus: I gotta blunt fulla dro glass fulla vo v.i.p in da club fulla ho's tryna see a few of dees broads touch toes
: There is an empty space in the chair tonight Cause he don't feel right There are stormclouds brewing at the back of his mind As he steps outside He
: This time her mind is made up Yeah, she's moving on Tonight her spirit's crushed It's 'cause she don't belong Maybe she thinks too much She thinks
: It?s 72 degrees, zero chance of rain It?s been a perfect day We?re all spinning on our heels, so far away from real In California We watched the sunset
: I'll be standing in the corner Just watching her slaughter them See you all go wild I've been dipping in my finger Testing out the water See you on
: Tell me the wars you're fighting Behind the smile you're hiding All the things I know you want to say We tried our best to find us But there are
: You don't like it in the shadows You won't let me shine a light I would wash away your troubles But it seems The more that I hold on The more that
: I?m a boy and she?s a girl And we?re gonna do this around the world Catch her heart and count to five And remember everybody dies you know, I?m not
: Simona You're getting older Your journey's been etched On your skin Simona Wish I had known that What seemed so strong Has been and gone I would
: When you wake up Turn the radio on Now hear this simple song That I made up That I made up for you When you're driving Turn the radio up Cause I
: One day your story will be told One of the lucky ones who's made his name One day they'll make you glorious, beneath the lights of your deserved fame
: Ooo, these feet carry me far O, my body o' so tired Mouth is dry, hardly speak Holy Spirit rise in me I swear, forever is just a minute to me And
: Trouble is her only friend, and he's back again Makes her body older than it really is And she says it's high time she went away, no one's got much
: Intro: I really want you I really want you Verse 1: Many Prophets preach on bended knees Many clerics wasted wine, Do the bloody sheets and those
: So while I'm turning in my sheets And once again I cannot sleep Walk out the door and up the street Look at the stars beneath my feet Remember rights
