There's an equation You plus me equals dead To the science Of those who dare to forget There was a time Before girls knew they weren't pretty yet There
The willow in the wind is gently weeping No city lights tonight for she is sleeping But in a little while she will awake and gently smile My angel of
Hey, hey, honey, what's on your mind Well, you said that sleepin' with a poor band's not your style Ain't that just a little unkind Hey, Marlon Brando
Woke up early this morning Made my coffee like I always do Then it hit me from nowhere Everything I feel about me and you The way you kiss me crazy Baby
Clap your hands everybody And everybody just clap your hands Ah, fly girls, clap your hands Ah, fly guys, clap your hands Well, if you're feeling alright
Hold your knife against my throat, cut me deeper Feel the blood drip down your arm, darling I paint this picture on the back of my mind, But it's fading
Hold your knife against my throat, cut me deeper Feel the blood drip down your arm, darling I paint this picture on the back of my mind But it's fading
Der neunte der ewige Tag ist heraufgezogen Zeit dem Engel der Erinnerung zu lauschen Der von Gestern erzA¤hlt denn gestern erhob sich der Morgen zu fr
Sodomite warms the ass of cooked lamb.
Just light the match and run Run from all those times She poured gasoline By fires light, she cried She cried all night Salt from her tears Rusted shut
I've been thinking about me Wondering who I am Trying to be somebody Wonderin' if I can I look into the mirror Have this silent fear There is no one
I'm vacuum breathing and open-mouthed As the red shift fills my eyes Minister, my promises as her shadow cuts the day away I remember you as you walked
El octavo dia Dios despues de tanto trabajar Para liberar tensiones luego ya de revisar Dijo todo esta muy bien ya es hora de descansar Y se fue a
In the beginning was a world Man said, "Let there be more light" Electric scenes and laser beams Neon brights the light abhorring nights On the second
M.U.R.S a nigga known to rip a microphone Leave you enthrasted in the zone Much to advanced to clone Master of this urban rhyme science Combined my legendary
dr. octavia is a solo song...no lyrics
El octavo día Dios después de tanto trabajar para liberar tensiones luego ya de revisar dijo todo está muy bien es hora de descansar
the eighth God points out so much work to free tensions already revising he said everything's fine and it's and hour of resting and he left for a walk