Auf der Suche nach nem Selbst Ein Leben lang Wenn man glaubt es gerafft zu haben Steht man wieder ganz am Anfang Sammel neue Eindrucke, fas taglich Und
: (Bowie) Like weeds on a rockface waiting for the scythe Ricochet ? Ricochet The world is on a corner waiting for jobs Ricochet ? Ricochet Turn the
: [intro] Yeah,Syndicate's in the house Yeah,Geto Boys in the house Yeah,Donald D's in the house Yeah,Body count's in the house Yeah,Zulu Nation's in
: Your future's where your friendly day Then it's coming to feed you in your head Going slow, you'll yearn the most Still it's coming to fing your holly
(intro) Yeah,Syndicate's in the house Yeah,Geto Boys in the house Yeah,Donald D's in the house Yeah,Body count's in the house Yeah,Zulu Nation's in the
All of that thick time without you Has made me so thick and drunk "and it's okay to laugh about it" I said, "it's okay to laugh about it
Eede/MacMichael It's so hard, there's no words When I think about you baby No moves can undo, what I think bout you baby You're shooting high and reached
I knew she was trouble when she asked me to dance And two songs later things got out of hand Well, she gave me a ride in her brand new car Going ninety
I felt my heart rate jump I felt adrenaline pump The split second that I saw you walk in A little voice inside Said, "Better hold on tight Get ready,
There is a picture in the pocket of my shirt I always keep you next to me When I'm away from you, all I do is hurt I think about you constantly But you
So many seasons have come and gone Like bitter sweet love in my life I've known But this time it's different, it's hard to believe That summer is over
I saw your mama and she said don't call you Talked to your best friend and she said no need to But I had to tell you, I hate how I hurt you Now, I know
He Left A Lot To Be Desired He left a letter for you by the door Just saying "Goodbye, I don't love you no more" He made you feel like you weren't
Rumors abound, you're runnin' around And everybody tells me I've been blind Well, it's killin' me, how could this be Won't you ease my troubled mind?
It's hour number thirty nine Just one more left to go Been working like a dog all week Just to hear that whistle blow Well, I know sometimes you like
Look at her go, walkin' away Smile on her face, it?s so good to see her With her feet off the ground, head in the clouds Look at her now, crazy, crazy
She walks in, every eye?s on her She passes by, they?re at a loss for words There ain?t one man in the room Who wouldn?t promise her the moon For just
I said it was over I said we were through I said when I left I Was done loving you But I'm fighting a feeling That can't be denied Forget what I told
