(claude s.). . All this time I wondered why. And when did it go away.. Everything I told you then. Turned out into an empty space.... All my dreams, I watched them.
I hear a sound in the corridor. A screaming child I can't ignore. Goes on and on and on, I press my ears. I can't make it go away. . Do we understand that this is life?.
Every time you speak. a stream of bullshit fall to the ground. and every time you breathe. I can smell the burning embers of truth all around. Every time you cry.
(Anybody Killa). How ya doin'? It's me again!. Underneath the concrete. Sewage of the underworld, where the fuckin' dead sleep. Creepin' and crawlin' with the stench of a rat.
Well, we got a new dance, its the hit of the land. All you gotta do is thrust where you stand. Its a do-bop, a squeal, a grunt and a squirt. Yeah, its called The Werebear, and it just might hurt.
Final Anaesthetic. From an outlaw medic. Permanent anaesthesia. Case of Euthanasia. Terminally ill. Making your will. . Meet your destiny. Die with dignity.
Here we go again. Say those lies to me again. You'll speak, and I'll hear. I can't stand you anymore my dear. . Whip around. Burn it down. Take your life and drown it down.
You say we're living in the land of the free. The price is poison for the earth and the sea. Liberty and justice are the American way. But there's crime in the streets where the children play.
Bullets penetrate steel, but eyes rip through souls. Hiding ourselves trying to get out of the sins, so cold. And if this was a shot at my memory, let me tell you the news.
A failed marriage left the mother to care. Love is gone but the kid s are still there. A broken home has become commonplace. The look of anguish on the child s face.
Αν καμιά φορά βρεθούμε. δε θα πούμε ούτε γεια. μες στο πλήθος θα χαθούμε. μ' ένα δάκρυ στην ματιά. . Κι αν φωνάξω τ' όνομά σου. θα κοιτάξεις στα κλεφτά.
Una vita sola non mi basta pi, ne voglio due o tre,. e ogni vita nuova qualche storia in pi, almeno.... ...brucer tutto quello che avr far a pezzi il cuore.
Dai vestiti e vieni con me, e smettila di ricordare. ti porter in vacanza con me, al mare di Tropea.. Ti aiuter a dimenticare che sei rimasta senza amore..
C' mio padre che predica e mi stressa ogni giorno. la domanda la solita se mi stai sempre intorno.. Loro non capiscono i tuoi giorni spezzati. e mia madre ti critica nei tuoi giri sbagliati.
Mai dire "mai"...non potrai vivere a fondo chi ti gira intorno.... ...se non vuoi sei come sei in questo mondo che ti prende il giorno.. Pioggia o no, nelle stanze del cuore entrer..
kvällen är slut, säg vad du tycker, fått för mycket.. jag sticker nu.. vi rullar upp på vita berg, och tittar ut.. Ser till att ingenhör oss.. så vem är han?.
Capita spesso anche a me. Di rovistare tra. Tutti I miei ricordi. . Capita di buttare via. Solo quello che. Mi ha fatto un po' più male. . Un po' più male.
Desde que me despierto. Hasta la hora de dormir. Me atormentan los recuerdos. Tantas dudas hay en mi. . Busco una explicación. Como se iba acabar. Quizás tu o yo.
Can you hear me when I'm trapped behind the mirror?. A doppelgänger roaring from my silent kind of furor?. . If you're quiet, you can hear the monster breathing....
Can you hear me when I'm trapped behind the mirror?. A doppelgänger roaring from my silent kind of furor?. . If you're quiet, you can hear the monster breathing....