[Chorus] We cant find the right words I know it still hurts We cant find the right words I know it still hurts-see We cant find the right words I know it still hurts -see We cant find the right words I know it still hurts.
Todo el mundo quiere oler sus medias. todo el mundo le invita a lo que tiene. puede ser un desespero. por amor o por dinero. nunca sers el primero. todo el mundo ama a Isabel..
I weathered another storm but it's not the last one. I know this isn't over, I know it's just begun. I feel it getting stronger, I see clouds behind the sun.
It came at the right place. It came at the right time. One thing I could never erase. But it gave me peace of mind. . And now I'm going to fix this. I'm starting a new life.
1, 2, 1, 2. Yeah, y'all can hear me. Make the drumming sound, yeah. Let's ride, yeah, yeah. . Be clear, we here lights out. Eat here, sleep here, my house.
Uh yeah, come on, uh, yo, aiyyo. . How I'm gon' forget my muscle, I just had to switch my hustle. And try to make hits that crush you, and dance like Nipsey Russell.
Stand up next to you. Find myself a doubt. All you're gonna do. Is just wait, slip and die. . Take it all. Though the sky may as well fall. Gonna take it all.
Too cleaver by half. . I know your only doing what comes naturally (x2). . Oh you, you and her a pretty girl. You both plan to leave your lovers. And run off with each other.
Falling in love is sometimes hard. Writing a love song is even harder. Better to leave that to someone else. Someone madder. . But this is a song about feeling left out.
all I really need are two notes and a beat. . oh last night I dreamt a magnificent thing. I held you close I heard you sing. your voice was what Id always wanted in a woman.
And welcome to my heart and soul. Miserable excuse. But tell the world of all the pain I've caused. I hope you don't forget these songs. . And though I'm young, life's been short.
Up, down, tunnels underground. It's your to fight off. Up, down, tunnels underground. Its your fight off. . You dig lies to get around. Obvious contradictions, childish self-affliction.
This world is not my home, I'm just a passing through. My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue. The angels beckon me from heaven's open door.
You can trip smug smiling in your worn-out shoes. Cast away the rhythm of eternity's fugue. Grapple with the tongue of hope till it abandons you. But you can't deny a gift.
You know I like it, so you play the game. You play it so well, but it's not the same. Just look behind my eyes to see my need. The cutting thoughts beneath, will make you bleed.
He walked through the door. And never came out. . And one by one. We walked through the door after him. . And never come out. And never come out.
Come along with me. You have much to see. The surface is revealing. Take a look inside. Trouble is your find. The purpose is deceiving. . Time is industry.
Everyone loves the pretty girls. Because they make it easier. They know how to dress themselves. And play dumb when someone is looking. . And I love the pretty girl.
If you ever get the travelin' blues. And you need a place to rest your shoes. There's someone here to welcome the new. I'd be so happy to know that you're alive.
It's not the way that you say adieu. That leaves behind you a smilin' fool. It's that I know you're a song come true, baby I love you. And I'll follow you till the ends meet, oh yeah.