me I thought by now that I would be a king and you'd be my queen I thought by now the world would have stopped just to notice me I thought by now that I
Übersetzung: Verdrahtet. I Thought By Now.
he said "I know that this man lies, They quarrel too much, the Christians could never unite! I am invincible, I am the king, I am invincible, and I will
was me that made my parents break up. Next year I'll be in high school, I'm pretty nervous, actually, though I know it's common, I don't want no broken
writing, it delivers a punch I never thought it would do. As I wrote the lyric I wondered how short I could do each line. I wanted every line to punch
emotions now rotten I feel myself slip away Nostalgic entertainment tingled by the past You were the one to be mine at last But now my memory's ever fading
I dared not Oh no I dared not speak We have put her living in the tomb I have heard feeble movements in the coffin I thought I heard I dared not speak
moons. I believed what I was told. I thought it was a good life, I thought I was happy. Then I found something that changed it all..." I. Overture "
to them, it is The Holocaust." ..And I sprang from my slumber, drenched in sweat, like the tears of a million terrified brothers. And, Lord, Hear me now, I
four shots and still missed, now dig this Don't know your name but know your face You made a mistake now you must be erased Really though, I'm loc'ed
fly Leave me watching and wishing I could follow Though among the regrets that I can't get by There are just one or two unkind things I said to you
on my voyage through vast space towards the heart of brilliancy, I must cope with the unknow face of a somber galaxy this universe, seemingly vacant and
song the words which are supposed to rhyme - actually do. [piano] I, ah, I really should say that - I do not direct these remarks against the vast army
new moons. I believed what I was told. I thought it was a good life, I thought I was happy. Then I found something that changed it all..." I. Overture
me to talk to the hand again and I'll read your palm I'm smellin' your shit now, don't know how to call all I wanted was grounds for understanding I
in with flying debris and bad programs of landmines that remind me of the sexiest of slow jams I pull a glock or fiver murder the group by numbers I was nursed by
I guess life is mean An' death is the median An' purgatory is the mode that we settle in I've got that Eve's Bayou sense of touch So I fought, to touch
