You know you've got me feelin' some kind of way. Like cupid shot his arrow right into me. And now I'm simply twisted, I can't unwind. You're stuck inside my system, blowing my mind.
Buona domenica, passata in casa ad aspettare,. tanto il telefono non squilla più. e il tuo ragazzo ha preso il volo.. Buona domenica, tanto tua madre non capisce,.
bello averti qui tra le mie braccia amore,. bello averti qui... amore.. A lume di candela parliamo di noi due,. che magica atmosfera che c' questa sera..
Partirono in due ed erano abbastanza. un pianoforte e una chitarra e molta fantasia.. E fu a Bologna che scoppiò la prima bomba. fra una festa e una piadina di periferia..
Wo, wo, wohou.... It's alright. Wo, wo, wohou.... The Lord made me black. . Using JAH JAH children. Every where. Fighting JAH JAH people. Every day. Just like another slavery day.
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Verse 1:. Let me lick/love you how you how you like it. Let me love/ touch you where it counts. Taste the sweetness of my candy coated. Lips on you let me show you how.
Believe It. . It's hard to believe. that in this beautiful world. there could be so much trouble. . Verse 1:. Can you believe it. I can believe it. We can achieve it.
We build buildings for the dead. We build restrooms for the sick. We build up walls for everything. We make a wall for the sake of it. . And buildings for the people.
Is it a kind of dream. Floating down on the river. Following the river of death down stream. Oh is it a dream?. . There's a fog on the horizon. A strange glow in the sky.
Is it a kind of dream. Floating down on the river. Following the river of death down stream. Oh is it a dream?. . There's a fog on the horizon. A strange glow in the sky.
Get some pain and I feel alive. (Born to end). Close my eyes overdose on hell. (Born to end). . Get run over by no direction. (Born to end). Breathing dead and I'm born to end.
Do I look good for you tonight. Will you accuse me as I hide. Behind these layers of disguise. In the mirrors of my own happiness. . I've loved the freedom of being inside.
I'm ... I'm feeling too awake. I'm ... I'm tired of what I see. Everybody's dreaming running for the scream. The media's stinking drunk nothing is at stake.
Let us overcome our endless progress. Art is never modern for art is eternal. When every single day you're haunted by perfection. Paintings are never finished but merely abandoned.
Lots of sun for you young boy. Lots of sun for you today. Subsidize the opera forget coal. Sit around in the london smog. . Cappuccinos amongst the fumes.
There's a black dog on my shoulder again. Licking my neck and saying she's my friend. Solitude the one thing that I really miss. Guess my life is a compromise.
Glory glory, hallelujah. Our truth comes marching on. Swing, swing. There's a little part of me. There's a little part of you. Remember the feeling. Of a frozen embryo.
We've finally found a way. To consume boredom every day. We've all become our personal Gods. We've all become so sad and lost. . So sad, so sad. So sad and lost.
I'm well aware of happiness. And what it takes to get to it. But the simple struggle of survival. Transforms itself into betrayal. . Between the clock and the bed.