Tonight we're burning down the skyline. Like an arrow piercing through the sun. I never thought I'd want your violence. but baby hit me like you've had enough.
I know you want to hold me tight.. There's just one way to do it right.. Show me passion that I can't resist.. Love is all there is. Shiny things can fade or last..
Talk to her please, Mr. Sun. Speak to her, Mr. Rainbow. And take her under your branches, Mr. Tree. . Whisper to her, Mr. Wind. Sing to her, Mr. Robin.
Otra vez el corazón. Me ha jugado una trampa. No sé yo como sucedió. Solo sé que ella me hechizó. . Me miro, me sonrió. Como un demonio se apodera. De mi razón de mi corazón.
The girls with cameras dressed to the nines. Makes them look important, but they're really just pretending, no?. A blank face on a blank street, no!. Come on, bloggers, you look like you need a bite to eat.
Photogenic memory. Past looks better than reality. Believe me, it's just an illusion. . Photogenic memory. Makes it better than it used to be. Believe me, you're better without him.
Das ist der Pariser Tango. Monsieur. . ganz Paris tanzt diesen Tango. Monsieur. . und ich zeige ihnen gern diesen Schritt. . denn ich weiß. sie machen mit..
Paris vor hundert Jahren. ja. das war ein Paris!. Da konntest du erfahren. wie schön das Leben ist!. . Komm mit mir auf die Reise in die Vergangenheit.
1.The Arrival Of Eternity. 2.End My Pain. . Time has taken it's toll. Years passed by like a storm. Cold, burning inside, I'm not the same. I've changed my ways.
Phantom:. Passarino - Go away for the trap. Is set. And waits for it's prey. . You have come here. In pursuit of your deepest urge. In pursuit of that wish which till now.
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue. Wrap your presents to your darling, from you. Pretty pencils to write I love you. Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue.
Perdido,. I look for my heart. It`s perdido. I lost it way down in Torito. The day the fiesta started. . Bolero,. I sway that they play the Bolero. I kissed me the listing sombrero.
The state time in prison. The more arrests - the less happiness. And every arrest - with the love of a sexist. We swinging our cheeks, chests and tummies.
You had style, you had class. You had everything to make a love last. You had grace, you had charm. You had me hanging on your arm. . When I found out you were a fake.
Every street is choking. Looks like too much traffic on the road. No fun in driving. You wait in line forever just to go. Heavy roar of engines. Sitting in your prisons on the road.
I'm sitting over here on Parchman farm.. I'm sitting over here on Parchman farm.. I'm sitting over here on Parchman farm,. Ain't never done no man no harm..
At night I just stare amid my self-destructive toys. Shouting to the sky is anyone up there. My eyes drip blood red a vow once made. I've come to dread this shame.
"It's not an easy thing to meet your maker.. What can he do for you?. Can the maker repair me?. Would you like to be modified?. I had in mind something a little more adequate..
Open mouth doth speak (talking for me). Empty heart doth beat (pounding for me). Stolen lungs do breathe (breathing for me). Hollow eyes do see (looking for me).