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1st Verse. As precious u are to me. As precious as no one can be. I know friends are hard to choose. But you are a friend Ill never loose. God is so wise that.
Kes -- Pretty Gyal (No Control). Kes -- Pretty Gyal (No Control). Kes -- Pretty Gyal (No Control).
Drivin' down the highway saying, "Goodbye" to it all. In between the blues and greens we're following the call. That takes us so far away from summer's sunny days.
Too numb to awaken now. The anaesthetic perforates. A dim light is shining through. But oh, the curtains weigh... . You pretend that I never loved you.
I tried so hard to make you smile. For once I tried to be myself. I made you scared I made you cry. So I never tried again. . And you tried to tell me how you feel.
Tar av sig trjan. ett fdelsemrke. flckar hans hud. och genom fnstret. r han skapad som en gud. Hon mlar lpparna rda. frn hlen dr dom sprack. och framfr TV:n.
Tar av sig trjan. ett fdelsemrke. flckar hans hud. och genom fnstret. r han skapad som en gud. Hon mlar lpparna rda. frn hlen dr dom sprack. och framfr TV:n.
Sagor fr barnen som r som du. (Om en tunnel vid ljusets slut). Jag r din vn och vi lr oss av varann. (Det r ett av sklen). Ge dom ett finger och vrm min hand.
Jag skt en DJ sent igr. Blodet stnkte blev en pollock i hans bs. Jag flyr genom en nedslckt korridor. Mitt indiehjrta slr och slr och slr. Jag str p en flygplats.
Call me top 40 shawty 'cause I pop bands. Fly Lear, you're not near, I swear. I like 'em brown-skinned, tatted up with long hair. Yes I know how to do it.
Cierro los ojos y encuentro. en ti solo claridad. tu ser estremece mi cuerpo. tu creas mi tranquiladad. . Cada latido en mi cuerpo. me marca el tiempo en que tu estas.
There's a way of life that most folks don't even know about. When the cotton crop fails and the garden dries up because of the drought. And your only clothes're hangin' on your back and they're all wornout.
Oh well I'm tired and so weary but I must travel on. Till the Lord comes and calls calls me away oh Lord I pray. Well the morning's bright and the lamb is the light.
I can see you in my sleep. Every dream you're hauntin' me. All the angles and lines of sight. I can tell I'm in your eyes. Never once is my mind at ease.
Donât let your life slip through the cracks in your hand. If you hold on tight you might stand a chance. . Donât be yourself if youâre not someone you like.
piece by lonely piece the mountainside tumbles away. back down to the river bottom lined with pocket worry stones. a hundred years in hand worn smooth by long grandmother nights.
Im a goblin, Im a fighter. Im a stubborn afterthought on a tight rope wire. Volatile as hell, as you can tell, or maybe you cant. I break promises, I take for granted.
Pick up, pick up, pick up the pieces. Turn your back around. You dont need him now. Please believe, you will see. When you turn around to leave that, say.
ou think every guy wants a girl from the runway. No hips, sad lips, cigarettes n coffee all day. And shes from LA, but like an X-Ray. I can see through her game, do I want it, no way.