Tekst niedostę
Kimi no kotoba wa Yume no yasashisa ka na? Uso o zenbu ooikakushiteru Zurui yo ne Tabi tatsu kimi ni Tsumetai senaka misete Kiite ita yo--hitori tatakau
No bed for Beatle John! Beatle John Lennon lost his hospital bed yesterday to a patient It happened at Queen Charlotte's Hospital, London Where John was
When it's good, it's not bad When it's bad, I don't mind if you're queer Let's be happy while we're here I don't clap, I don't cheer I don't look, I
They got a lotta girls who know they got it going on but nothing's ever a comparison to you Now cant you see that your the only one i really want
I'm just another body down Internal bleeding round and round And all I can think of, are ways to die alone And all I can think of, are ways to die alone
I don't wanna kiss you I don't wanna touch I don't wanna see you 'Cause I don't miss you that much I'm not a telephone junkie I told you that we were
Girl the way you movin' got me in a trans Dj turn me up ladies this yo jam (Come on) Imma sip mascato and you gon' loose them pants And Imma throw this
Every time I think about you My sense start to raise And when I try to get you You're gone without a trace In my imagination I see you here with me Were
Ladies and gentlemen, whoa, whoa, whoa Say, looky looky aw suki suki Want dem goody goodies? Dat's my pookie tuki G One gurl, get ya back up off tha wall
No home This is not any form of home Home is where the heart is No home (No home) No hearts (No hearts) No home (No home) No heart This is your viewing
I tried to feel your heartbeat but I failed if I'd be more convincing you would stay but now it's time to stop the lies to go and walk away you tried
All the things you sad to me last night they closed my eyes instead of opening your mind and maybe talking less and doing more will bring us back to
You?re the needle in my veins Pleasure mostly ends in pain Temptation is a part of us But us is driving me insane Now it?s time to make decisions Yes
Face your faith remove all the lace you love me to death but death may love you more you paint with glaze but write me without grace you love me to
The wind is telling stories about us writing words with sand and powder dust deserted squares and lonesome trees the wind revealing stories about us
I must have been blind adoring the blues In everything lies a small kind of truth But than again, Just when I thought you were staying for good You