Ni sager att ni vill mig vl. hur kommer det sg allt blir misr. hade inget val, ville inte hit bort frn dom jag lskar. misr, misr, misr.
Hypocrisy embrace me. with words unheard. as I try to extend myself. to reach your hands. . if only I could. make this different. Turn myself around. I would be there.
Evening now change into night,. Night is different from evening. because it's the time that the stars came to bling.. And now that you're gone,. I'm gonna miss you because we're done..
Troy, listen. . I gotta say what's on my mind. Something about us. Doesn't seem right these days. . Life keeps getting in the way. Whenever we try, somehow the plan.
I'm about to lose control. 'Cause you can be so tricky to love. When you got your boys around. You talking shit, playing it tough. . You tell me everyday that what we got is special.
[Girl:] Hello?. . [Chorus:]. I wish I could tell you girl that I miss you (that I miss you). I wish I could tell you qurl that I need you (that I need you).
I wanna be the one your givin your love and. I wanna be the one your kissin and huggin. I wanna be the one you dream of all night. Let me be the one. .
Ehhh, Uh Huhhh, Ehhh.... . I love the way you wind it, Girl. The Way You Pop Lock and Do It. The Way You Drop Down and Do It. I love the way you Do It,.
Verse One:. We can run away. To a far away place. Just me and you together. It's like you and I forever. . I can buy you things. Take you where you wanna go,.
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Not a king, or superheroes. Needs the world. needs the people. . Just a chance to dreaming on. . Every wound. Every pain. Every shadow. You spread. . Are the same lethal weapons.
Verse 1. Last night I dont know what I did. Cuz I blacked out at 4 AM. Too many shots of that goose and Hen. I dnt know how I got to my crib. I just know I lived it up.
in a former life. he was prince paul's pekinese. spent all his days tearing the leather from lounge chairs. in a former life. he was queen anne's gigolo.
was he socialised when he found an audience. and how will that influence dying in his thirties?. i saw him yesterday clogging up up existence. he almost denies himself with every other sentence.
In your room, there's a bed in the corner. In your room, there's a view over the town. In your room, your typewriter's telling stories. In your room, there are you waiting for me.
You know I care a lot. I gave you everything I got. The little that I have, yeah. . Between the cigarettes and coke. I always find a joke. To make you smile.
My dad says I'm a hopeless case. And that he's lost all his faith in me. And I will never be the one. . My mother says I'm a hopeless case. And I know she means it many ways.