Ooh. . Now its official. Youre out of my life. Too many tears Ive cried. Im leaving the moments. Behind on the shelf. Believing in you. Was hard for myself.
I'm tired of this shit. I'm tired of these silly ass games. I can't even look at you no more. And I don't think you'll ever understand. Until you get a dose of your own.
Take me there. I wanna go there. Take me there. Let's go there. Take me to that great place. With wonders and wishes. Take me there. I wanna go there.
Mya, oh, Mya, Mya. Mya, will you please come out the bathroom?. Just put the brush down and walk away. Just say no, will you come on?. . It's going down, I can feel it all around and I need it.
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Oooh Oh, Oooh oh, Oooh Ooooooh woah x2. . Last February, February, I remember (I remember). Like it was yesterday (yeah). We used to go out and hang (yeah).
Sittin here thinkin bout yesterday. And all the friends I've had. Never ever thought that I would change. But as I'm lookin back. Feels like I'm growin up so damn fast.
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Llevo ya dos noches sin dormir,. Llevo más de dos días sin salir,. ¿por qué no llamas?,. La vida es algo mas que pelear,. Así nunca se llega a un buen final..
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Sweet sixteen's a beautiful thing. Full of small-town hopes, and big city dreams. Your diary's filled with getaway plans. Then he sweeps in, and just like that.
Three ways before I could even need. My brother's son didn't see him turn one or two. Three months I haven't made Sunday service once. I'm out on the road praying alone.
I get this feeling every year, the first days of winter. Pull out that box of souvenirs, to read your old letters. In a stack of memories, found a note you left for me.
Picked a wildflower off the side of the road. You put it in my hair. Two bare feet up on the dashboard. Hands waving through the summer air. Looking at you, looking at me.
Back in '41, you met a brown-eyed boy. Who called you pretty. He'd walk every day, couple miles out of his way. To hold your hand and keep you company.
Ich wollt vergessen,. dass die Welt sich dreht,. hab viel getrunken,. doch mich leer gefühlt.. Ich bin mit trocknen Lippen aufgewacht,. als wenn man nächtelang durch Wüsten geht..
And the crown, it weighs heavy. 'Till it's banging on my eyelids. Retreating in covers and closing the curtains. One thing's for certain, oh. A year like this passes so strangely.
I feel nervous in a way that can't be named. I dreamt last night of a sign that read the end of love. And I remember thinkin'. Even in my dreaming it was a good line for a song.
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady. Seamstress for the band. Pretty eyed, pirate smile. You'll marry a music man. . Ballerina, you must have seen her. Dancing in the sand.
This is for you ooh she may be weary. And them young girls they do get weary. Wearing that same old shaggy dress. But when they get weary. You gotta try a little tenderness.