*I never gonna play cause I know so much about me. Nothing, nothing there is nothing. Yeah!!*. . yume wo mite tashikamete. dounaru mondemo naina. shibararete turusarete.
I used to think that loneliness was something only I did best. Now I guess I've got to think again. Our energies collide inside like two demented butterflies.
You said you'd win me over. I said you never would. You said you'd wear me down, well. I never thought you could. . So how did you make me love you?. You're not even my type.
It isn't quite love, it isn't quite romance. But what ever it is, it's worth a chance. And if we close our eyes we can always pretend. If it's not love that's not the end.
We are the age, no restriction shall stop the brave. We've got the rage of who's trapped in a fancy cage. The rage of the useless scorn of the unaware new born.
Campanitas, que vais repicando[ , ]. Navidad vais alegre cantando. y a m llegan los dulces recuerdos. del hogar bendito donde [?] me cri. y aquella viejita que tanto ador:.
Took back time, take an instant pleasure. Credit is due for the life of leisure. Get to work and work gets done. Best at being was not best at all. . Face the facts, being best got fitter.
It's a sign of devotion. You made everybody else seem insane. You filled my head with your notions. You made everybody else seem so tame. . In your bed I lay reeling.
gledam tamnu vodu jezera. pesak na dnu. mislim da znam gde ... dan. traz"im, molim, napadam. gledam kroz zid domove ljudi. z"ivim u gradu. ulice zovu, ulice gore.
Here I am. With thousand bleeding wounds. From the life. . Here I am. You never believed in me. But now this is my time. . I don't play your game. I know my way.
Mandame un verso. Que me zacuda el esqueleto. Espera un momento. Sientate y narrame un cuento. . Que no sea irreal. Que sea inmoral. Que no sea muy triste.
I ain't no gangsta. But I ain't no punk. I ain't no gangsta. But I ain't no punk. . You think I'm bullshittin. Come try yo luck. You think I'm bullshittin.
They love me. They want me-- I'm all theirs.. I want them. They're all mine.. . You always knew what was best.. And you've always done what was right..
[Lyrics by Frode Glesnes]. [Music by Gerhard Storesund, Frode Glesnes]. . Skjult bak tidens slr. Fins en tid vi ei minnes. Der ulmer fortidens glr. De er slukket.
[Lyrics by Rune Bjelland]. [Music by Gerhard Storesund]. . Fjorders dyp og dalers sokk. Gaper opp mot Nordstjernen. Stillhetens kryptiske lat trer frem.
Eightball:. Close your eyes image just you and I alone. No instigators or player haters in our zone. It's on, we bone like two high school kids. Breathing fast pumpin' hard through the night and then.
MJG: It ain't no changing me, no matter what you claim to see. I can only aim to be, M-J-G. If thangs seem strange to me, they can't be the same with me.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah nigga. Uh, uh, yeah, yeah. Eightball nigga, Koncrete nigga. Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah. . Spark the weed up turn the beat up let's get it popping.
One nigga found dead in the bayou. That's the beginning of this story that I'm telling you. I was in the 9-tre smokin' a spliff on the strip. Seen a little cutie with some bootie..stop to shoot the shit.
[Eightball]. Rollin' down Park Avenue bumpin' maze. My Caddy with them switches, got them bitches in a daze. Niggaz on the gank, smokin' dank, goin' nuts.