Thank you kindly for thinking of me If I'm not smiling, I'm just thinking Glad and sorry, happy or sad When all is done and spoken You're up or I'm down
Übersetzung: Blow Soundtrack. Froh Und Sorry [Gesichter].
Übersetzung: Faces. Froh Und Sorry.
You don't understand it - my feelings for you You'd be honest with me if only you knew I'm not sorry for nothin' I've done I'm glad I fought - I only
made his usual entrance lookin' so dandy and so fine. With his bodyguards and silver cane and every hair in place, He took whatever he wanted to and
do. But it's like being an author, you have to free yourself to use symbolism and allegory to reach your goal. And a part of that is compassion and empathy for other people and
Inside I'm dyin' We need the smile on your face Don't need no money I don't need no girlfriends Want my daddy To love me again and again and again and
really was and I'm so sorry. I wish it wouldn't have happened, but it did, and I'm sorry. Forgive me. I'm sorry..." "I guess I'm simply sorry for being
do is party and bullshit like when Frank was home And you got it all boo I got it all too A four, five, and a six and they all blue And I don't care what
ya I'm glad that we don't argue like before Don't go away again I just wanna be your friend And if I don't say this now I'm gonna be sorry Don'
his usual entrance lookin' oh so dandy and so fine. With his bodyguards and silver cane and every hair in place, He took whatever he wanted to and he
nothing baby try to understand I don't care what happened yesterday I'm just glad that you're so glad to see my face again That's all that's important anyway And
peeks and low blows Where X's mark spots and kitchens mark O's Where love is gon' getcha and hate is gon' snitch ya And fingers squeeze triggers like
Run And This Ones For My Dad He Always Gets The Job Done He Puts Clothes On My Back And Food For Everyone And This Ones For My Grandmother And Grandfather
and low blows Where X's mark spots and kitchens mark O's Where love is gon' getcha and hate is gon' snitch ya And fingers squeeze triggers like boa constrictors
You don't understand it, my feelin' for you You'd be honest with me if you only knew I'm not sorry for nothing I've done I'm glad I fought, I only
Seven seas Swimming them so well Glad to see My face among them Kissing the tortoise Seven seas Swimming them so well Glad to see My face among them
his friends and spendin all his ends on his women, his dope and alcohol binges My brother, my mother and me got two's and fews Secondhand pants, Top Ramen, and
