no ground Because my angel eyes ain't here Angel eyes That old devil sent They glow unbearably bright Need I say That my love's misspent Misspent with angel eyes
' no ground Because my angel eyes ain't here Angel eyes That old devil sent They glow unbearebly bright Need I say That my love's misspent Misspent with angel eyes
Übersetzung: Stachel. Angel Eyes.
Übersetzung: Stachel. Angel Eyes {von "Leaving Las Vegas"}.
' no ground Because my angel eyes ain't here Angel eyes That old devil sent They glow unbearably bright Need I say That my love's misspent Misspent with angel eyes
them thugster thugsters Chorus: Intro 3 and Intro 4 overlapped, Intro 2 [Biggie] Armed and dangerous, ain't too many can bang with us Straight up weed no angel
And there will be the road to all our dreams For any day that stings two better days it brings Nothing is as bad as it seems Close your eyes, look into
: [by Dronjak/Stromblad/Cans] Snow is falling down on this glorious land colors fading, turning into white again To fallen heroes angels sting, they
that writes is a good as the hand that holds the plow [Chorus] [Killah Priest] Some say the spirit of a dead angel lies within me Look in my eyes, they
night my niggaz took me to the strip club Bazookas Everybody know the name of the kinda shit I'm use ta Seduca, so that means there was no clothes Got my eyes
the city in broad daylight An angel in Devil's shoes Salvation in the blues You never looked like an angel Yeah, yeah Angel of Harlem Angel Angel of Harlem Angel Angel
that writes is a good as the hand that holds the plow [chorus] [killah priest] Some say the spirit of a dead angel lies within me Look in my eyes, they
over Banished with my sticky shoes and stinging eyes I'M WALKING OUTSIDE Kingdom Kindergarten Born late Will I graduate? Held back again --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
When the angels take the angel voice away Some lower their eyes, some of us shout cheats Cheating on the deal, pulling off the sting Tuning up the harps
my imposter Aching sighs To the words and the writing I'm blind Ghosts run in my angels eyes Sing words so soft from my mind Believe the eyes
the City of wrong That stretch is long You'll sleep and slide That stretch will find you Gagged and tied The hunter lies In a lowly ditch His eyes they sting
