: Do you ever get that feeling When the guilt begins to hurt Seeing all the children Wallowing in the dirt Crying out with hunger Crying out in pain
: Now there's a lifestyle With painted lips Now there's a lifestyle Everybody wants it But it don't exist And I said shame... In the dancehalls and
: Feels like yesterday since the took my lust away Nothing really matters anyway Bloodsucker her name, she's envy wrapped in a frame Affection
: Tu vuoi strapparmi questo cuore e farlo a pezzi col coltello ed in <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> padella cucinarlo
: Another day, another fight, another tear, And we don't seem to talk anymore. And I don't know if we get to see another year, Coz when I opened you
: You are the fullness of the beauty I seek You are, You are You are the healer of the broken and weak You are, You are Even though few may stand and
: Is it dark yet outside? I'm through hiding tonight Take from the rest, your debt erased Sleep with my curse and feel no shame No shame It might take
: ~Deine mutter nenn ich blasemaus, und dein vater hat zu tief ins Glas geschaut, deine Oma besorgt Kokain, und dann lass ich deinen Opa ziehn...~ Yeah
: Was it nothing I said? It's so attractive to be so silent It keeps the mystery up And it seems it keeps you hanging on me Another letter from home
: I'm always so full of cum Never run out not even once And I say "Hey man, don't touch that stuff" "You know it's ust not right!" I'm always so full
: (Wu-Tang Clan cover) FUCK yo' ass up! (fuck'em up son) Chorus: Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga Wu buck wild with the trigger! Shame
: Well there?s three versions of this story mine, yours and then the truth And we can put it down to circumstance, our childhood, then our youth Out
: Ho suonato due volte anche se avevo la chiave non so mai se sei pronta, adesso fatti guardare apriamo a caso l'elenco e vediamo dov'e che si balla
: [Spoken:] Check it out now. I'm a little man, but you're my woman And together we're strong. The end of the road Is lonesome and cold Ain't no place
Well, there's three versions of this story Mine and yours and then the truth And we can put it down to circumstance Our childhood, then our youth Out
Everywhere I go, I see our shame Everywhere I go, all I can see is pain I see it on the pavements, it's lying in the streets I see it on the faces of
Another day, another fight, another tear, And we don't seem to talk anymore. And I don't know if we get to see another year, Coz when I opened you closed
I don't need no rising moon I don't need no ball and chain I don't need anything but you Such a shame, shame, shame Shame, shame, shame Shame is the