Sceptical visions. myths of a god. Dreams from the future. he brought us all. far from religion. living in hell. Nobody believes you. fucking mistake.
En una tierra de suenos y derrotas. donde tu vida es como las demas. creiste ser alguien especial. no pensaste en que pudieras perder,. solo ganar.. Odiar, luchar, solo para hacer un sueno realidad..
En esta noche tan fria, la calle no es un. buen lugar. estate bien tapadita. no te vayas a constipar. y al consejo ni caso, salio de casa sin. avisar.
[Chorus : Louie Van Wolf]. . I can never know. What's behind the corner. Lurking in the shadow. It's a lost cause. I can never know. Paradise in the distant.
My gal is red hot. (Your gal ain't doodly-squat). Yeah, my gal is red hot. (Your gal ain't doodly-squat). Well, she ain't got no money. But man, she's a-really got a lot.
I started out for heaven. Such a long time ago. For the world of temptation. Made my journey hard and slow. . I turned to worldly pleasures. But I only found pain and woe.
i've live this lifetime. walking a fine line. count my blessings,. learned my lessons. i'm still alive. i watched some not get up. after tapping the main line.
The time has come. Come undone. I gotta run. Im showing all the symptons. Im a receiver of the fever. And as you undress. What a mess I become. . Take a slide a ride with me.
Ich bin so allein. Ich will bei dir sein. Ich seh' deine Hand. Hab' sie gleich erkannt. . Mein Kopf tut weh, mach die Augen zu. Ich lieg' im grünen Gras und erzähl' mir was.
Ich bin so allein. Ich will bei dir sein. Ich seh' deine Hand. Hab' sie gleich erkannt. . Mein Kopf tut weh, mach die Augen zu. Ich lieg' im grünen Gras und erzähl' mir was.
Every last ounce of sympathy, every last bit of emotion. Saturated with this bitterness and situations, stacked end on end end on end. . And tonight there will be no resolve for those who lay awake clutching their children.
No way out of your misery. Alone in pain and agony. Lay depressed and hollow. One thought in your mind. -No tomorrow. And then you had made up your mind.
At the dawn.... The golden moon was shining bright. With the silvery eyes of death. They had seen me salute the flames in the sky. ...Northern lights....
She was no longer precious to me. I guess my hate grew much stronger than my love for her ever did. (I was) so tired of chasing that person who made me feel loved.