There's a place I know in paris. It's where I always long to be. I never feel alone in paris 'cause. Someone's always waiting there for me. . I know all the people.
Standing still between these walls. Holding on to all that matters is now lost. I try to wipe these tears away. But the fight is much too constant these days.
Our shadows dance on the bedroom wall. if only this night could last a little longer. for now I'll hold you close and pretend that I'm not leaving. . I know your scars start to feel more sore.
"I think they're losing more momentum every day. they're trying 3% percent too hard, can't you see the look there on his face?. I think they'll do okay for now.
Why is my love so cold?. No more will I pretend,. Gasping for air as you're slipping through my fingers,. Don't kiss me goodbye,. Please don't leave here,.
I was driving in my car, late at night all alone. Then he stopped me, asked me for a ride. There you were on your own. . Now ask me why do I feel my heart's on fire.
If I pump out blood in the sunshine. Oil on the wheel. That is blasted and busted away. A nail or a little piece of glass. A little piece of glass. A little piece of glass.
(R. Villegas, M. Joffr, R. Ortiz, C. Krauss). Wah, Wah, Wah, Wah?eeh ah. Estoy tirado aqui en la arena. Si estuviera con esta morena. Me imagino que hara con ella.
Ah, little Stacy Q, when she doesn't have a thing to do. She comes to my house, well, let's keep that between me and you. She takes off her clothes, she likes to tell this boy what to do.
Ah, bang a gong or get it on. Ah, we don't need to take off our clothes to get it on. Pull your skirt up a little bit. Pull down your top and show me a little tit.
[Couplet 1]. . Parle peu, en cabine t'es plus qu'Al Pac' il y a que dans tes rves. T'es un mafieux. J'parle peu, je fais le feta dans le cur qu'une cepla pour la.
Hey, it's paper all the way. because, I feel it's like a paper day.. So if, you feel you want to sing along,. follow me, we'll sing a paper song.. And if, you tell me not to sing,.
This time, we cry, and taste the bad times. Can't you look through broken windows. We dont usually get to see you. Can't you look through broken windows.
Letras: Alvaro Henrquez. Msica: Los Tres. No piratear, prohibido por los piratas. No piratear, prohibido por los piratas. Piratas, Piratas, Piratas. Grabar, ganando ellos, ganando ellos.
Letras: Alvaro Henrquez, Roberto Lindl. Msica: Alvaro Henrquez, Roberto Lindl. Cuando has esperado por aos. Y nadie ha llegado. Cuando te has vendido por siglos.
Letras: Alvaro Henrquez. Msica: Alvaro Henrquez. No s si hubo algo que me haya echo soar. En un instante TODO se vuelve realidad. Los Pjaros de Fuego se vuelven contra m.
The sun pours from your eyes. We were killers in a past life. But it turned out alright. Winter been so ice. . Wrap your arms around. Reaching for the light.
[Music & Lyrics: Wojtek Lisicki]. . On virgin soil serpents are born. Blind are their eyes, blinding's their bane. Feigned happiness real is as death.
I was falling into the boundless sea. I'm the sacred one who chose to change this world. Everything I hate to see.... Everyone I hate to hear.... Raise your sword and never fall again.