Übersetzung: Camisra. Let Me Show You.
rhyme Take the time Go fighting to the top Go number one Stick a honeybun Your mind begins to flop How take in steam Recall your dream Hey, Camisas
: Once I've drawn my last painful breath, and disfigured any beauty my mind has of you. This process of pain can be ended elegantly. With no distaste
: Once I've drawn my final painful breath, And disfigured any beauty my mind has of you. This process of pain can be ended elegantly. With no distaste
: Something so benign from construed as cruelty Such a difference between who I am and who you see Conclusions you come to of me routinely incorrect
: E tu che una mattina mi hai svegliato il nome pero' non lo dico ti dico solamente che non ero nel mio letto e neanche nella mia citta' mi son svegliato
: Back me down from backing up Hold your breath now it's stacking up Etched with marks, but I can deal And you're the problem and you can't feel Try
: My gun goes boom !
: There's a rip in the elbow of the left sleeve And one button doesn't match You sewed that one on yourself And at the time it made me laugh It's frayed
: There's a smart young woman on a light blue screen Who comes into my house every night. And she takes all the red, yellow, orange and green And she
: Quando la luna arriva a Genova e la mia lettera da te li sara quasi estate mentre qui l'inverno arrivera e con l'inverno un'altro anno passera. A
: Uh uh uh Shhhhh Yeah yeah Mmm mmm In between your knees Your geography An apt whore Crystal core To me it's just climbing trees Ah you're so good
la calma y casi pierdo hasta mi cama cama cama caman baby te digo con disimulo que tengo la camisa negra y debajo tengo el difunto tengo la camisa negra
: ( Call off the search EP ) Mary at home, as always, was ironing a pale shirt of a ghost Trying to straighten out every crease of his being and the
: If I may be so bold could I just say something Come and make me my day The clouds around your soul don't gather there for nothing But I can chase them
: Late night creepin's got me tangled up in secrets I don't like. I'm not the type for the white belt red tie life. It's something that I never tried
: As I walked into the charity store I saw a second-hand shirt hangin' up by the door The collar was frayed, there was a stain on the cuff Caused by
: [To the beat of Gorillaz' "Last Living Souls"] [Lupe Fiasco:] So I think you had enough What up Chuck? FNF up RKF Tucks, adjust my cuffs John Lennon
