8 Ou 80

Todo mundo tem segredo. que no conta nem pra si mesmo. todo mundo tem receio. do que v diante do espelho. . Eu s quero o comeo. me impedia lidar com o meio.

22

Fama tunes into agasaya. Aura like amberella. Ama is my govinda. All in time (all in time). All is mine (all in time). . Fachea anima interstellar. Hidden in logorrhoea.

16 Years

Sixteen years without even a place to call my own. But I'll dry my tears looking for a place to rest my bones. All these years but never changed the one that I have known.

1 Thing Im Sure Off

I don't know how many licks it takes to get to the center of a tootsie roll. And I don't know where balloons go when a child slips up and let em go. I don't know why the good die young and renegades live forever.

2 Step

911

2026

1969

Well, allright!. . Well, it's ninteen sixty-nine, okay. All across the USA. It's another year for me and you. Another year with nothing to do. Well, it's another year for me and you.

1970

Out of my mind on Saturday night. 1970 rollin' in sight. Radio burnin' up above. Beautiful baby, feed my love. All night till I blow away. All night till I blow away.

50 Cevapsız Arama

7 Days

Seven Days,. I'll never leave this house again.. Seven Days,. I'll never leave this house again.. Seven Days,. I'll never, leave this room again.. Seven Days,.

30,000 Ft.

Hello, if you're there pick up the phone. I'm calling from 30,000 feet above you. The captain's just informed us that our plane is going down. So I'm calling for one last time to say I love you.

100k

8h24

672

672. 672. 672. 672. . Ohh. . Some day they'll find about you too.

56 Km

56 km, 56 km. Samat kädet, samat kasvot, eri mieli. 56 km.

2080-luvulla

Netflix-sarjoja, syön purkista. Voisin siivota, mut kenen takia. Kahvi laimeeta, tänäkin aamuna. Mitähän sulle mahtaa kuulua?. . Kertosäe:. En ehkä osaa sulle puhua,.

4 Am

4 amTerry turns he just cannot sleep from the. ceaseless noise out inthe streetIt's too hot, and. it's too late, there's nothing he can do butwaitTerry says I'm going nowhere fastNobody hears.

22 (waiting For) The Ghost Train

A straw headed woman, and a barrel chested man. A pocket full of posies with a hat brim full of sand. (Ooh ooh) waiting for the train that never comes.

21 Uncle Sam

Here they come again hop scotching up to my door. One by one again knockety knock knocking upon my floor. Swinging on my gate they gain entry by the yard.