I feel love, love, love, I feel love, love, love I feel love, love, love, I feel love, love, love I feel love, I feel love, I feel love, I feel love, I feel
Übersetzung: Soft Cell. I Feel Love.
loves of your life So that one day you can look back and say as I do: "I have suffered often, I was wrong sometimes... but I have loved"]
slide Caught a couple lies I chilled for real, I mean I called a couple guys Knew when you was fucking up, I saw it in your eyes Then I guess it was
no danger there partner. Farmain: I love you hannah montana . [hannah waves] Jackson : Do you mind i am on the phone here. Alright. i've got a life to
and spit So I can tell you how many germs is in your breath How many brain cells you destroyed And how many you have left So I can tell you about space
: (Soft Cell) Sometimes I feel I've got to Run away I've got to Get away From the pain that you drive into the heart of me The love we share Seems to
: (Soft Cell) Sometimes I feel I've got to Run away I've got to Get away From the pain that you drive into the heart of me The love we share Seems
in this orange jumpsuit I'm goin' crazy as hell, live in a cell, sippin' cup of noodle soup I know they think a nigga's gone insane Because I stood at
I know y'all still feel me really don't act silly thought I feel off just becuase I left Philly took a break from the rap thing went on hiatus I picked
hoes as bitches and that ain't cool I tell 'em look out fool, I ain't Al Sharpton My name Brad Jordan, I don't beg pardons Don't get me wrong I got respect
puttin' nigga's back in I.C.U I'm lifted troop, you can bring your wack ass crew I got connections, I'll get that ass stuck like glue No question, I
the murder I wrote I smoke spanky, hit it hard, mega hard Then burn it down under the ground around guard I rented, bitch on my dick then I presented
should I give a fuck? Revenge is a motherfucker, I'mma be that sucker ducker Creepin' wit my until blade you feel that mother All up in your testikels I
fingers So this is how it feels to die But its O.K. She was screamin' bout conspiracy Talkin' bout talkin' sides I was masturbating just contemplating The cold love
And I've lost my light for I toss and turn - I can't sleep at night. Once I ran to you now I'll run from you This tainted love you've given - I give
this old town Hovering silence from you is a giveaway Squalor and smoke?s not your style I don't like this place we better go Then I compare notes with your older sister I
feel me in the womb Cool, that's cool I will never fall off, I haul off heavy weight Fuck wit me dog, I chop you up like Norman Bates I'm true to this
