touched and I will never be the same we're in a lonely spot because we are saving our souls and who says this is who says this is love? I say this is
Übersetzung: D'Sound. Who Says (This Is Love).
to your overcoat Well laughter pours from under doors In this house, I don't Understand that sound no more It seems artificial like a T.V. set Haligh, Haligh, Haligh, Haligh This
re making Mommy cry, why? Why is Mommy crying?" Baby, Daddy ain't leaving no more, "Daddy you're lying "You always say that, you always say this is the
: "Let's meet contestant number one He's a skitsofrantic, serial killer clown Who says, "woman love his sexy smile" Let's find out if his charm will
: Let's meet contestant number one He's a skitsofrantic, serial killer clown Who says, woman love his sexy smile Let's find out if his charm will work
at least 20 Louis Treat me like the Prince and this my sweet brother Numpsay BROTHER NUMPSAY! Groupies sound too choosy Take 'em to the show and talk all through the movies Says
most beneficial through you, all things are possible, I know you're listenin I never meant for this to happen, I never dreamed this'd be my fate, such
with the gods And Heaven is near! And I soar through a world that is new that is free EPONINE(to herself) Every word that he says is a dagger in me!
Fuckin with this white boy, slangin my herb D.P.G. to the fullest young cuz My homeboy Ricky said, "Show me some love!" He got the club with this fool
I gotta know who J. Lo is marryin' this week A 30 second spot Then we come back to "Are You Hot?" I was planning on recording "The Sopranos" I forgot I love
much when suddenly, there's a knock on the door Well now, who could that be? I say "Who is it?" No answer "Who is it?" There's no answer "WHO IS IT?"
a plane "Daddy where's mommy? I can't find mommy, where is she?" I don't know, go play Haile, baby, your daddy's busy Daddy's writing this song, this
which makes this life of mine a little more unreal a little more unreal But I wish they'd kill the sounds, I wish they'd kill the sounds You don't knowwhat
to your overcoat The laughter pours from under doors in this house I don't understand that sound no more Seems artificial, like a TV set Haligh, Haligh, a lie, Haligh This
and souls are polluted Superiority complex is deep rooted Leeches and lice's, and people got prices Egomaniacs control the self-righteous Nothing is sacred and nothing is
and Cali man, all I do is blaze And they say I'm like a zombie Cause all I want is brains Mine Yes, mine mine mine Yeah you look good girl but what is