Otra vez la carreta siguio su andarMuy atras el pueblito quedoOtra vez el silencio y la soledadEn el alma la niÑa sintio. Otra vez las estrellas la ven llorarY callar su secreto de amorEn el barro del caminoSe mancho su corazon.
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Wenn sie Brust schwimmt ist das schön. Dann kann ich in ihr Zentrum sehn. Nicht daß die Brust das Schöne wär. Ich schwimm ihr einfach hinterher. Funkenstaub fließt aus der Mitte.
Two white horses in a line, two white horses in a line,. Two white horses in a line carrying me to my burying ground.. . Some need diamonds, some need love,.
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I'm not doin fine. i'm desecrating lives. i boned a phone booth of a lady shaky heinous crimes. nailing hands down to floorboards. angry side gone overboard.
[Chorus]. The freaks come out at night. The freaks come out at night. The freaks come out at night. (the freaks come out). The freaks come out at night.
[Nelly Talking]. Free City. This is a shout out to every young brother ya know. Thats doin his thing right now. Keep ya head up.... He's walkin the yard wishin he had wings.
Well I'll sit here and convince myself it's true.. If you keep on telling your friends that we're through.. I've got nothing here but loneliness. Holes in walls and bleeding fists..
[Intro]. My life... My life... My life... My life... . [Tony Yayo Intro]. Yeah... Yeah... Yeah... . [Chorus]. Fake love's when your homie give you dap.
He's a stranger to some. And a vision to none. He can never get enough. Get enough of the one. . For a fortune, he'd quit. But it's hard to admit. How it ends and begins.
Free me right now. You take me away, take it from me. Free me right now. You take me away, take it from me, yeah!. . Beautiful prisoner, left here for dead.
He needs a quiet room. With a lock to keep him in. It's just a quiet room. and he's there. He plays an old guitar. With the coin found by the phone. It was his friend's guitar.
I ask myself. Where has passion gone? Have I grown up?. Am I too old?. I don't feel like I did. . I need to feel, there's nothing else. Nothing left but your taste in my mind.
As pretty as a song. A song could ever be. Like Christmas on a river. Without a boat or Christmas tree. This afternoon with you was something like a letter.
Come the weekend. And we'll long gone baby. Just like the old days. Letting the world flow through me. . Just a parasite in a line. I'm smoking, killing the time.
Silence is golden. Ingorance bliss. Better off not asking. What you'd rather forget. . And as the vice grip choke holds. All of our freedoms are meeting their end.
Watch you as you eat your own. Half truths mixed with lies. Defending what you think you know. Changing stories all the time. Talking til your face is blue.
Lord, the worship we bring. Is more than songs that we sing. It? s a reflection of our ever-changing lives. The best we have to offer. . We don? t just lift up our hands.
Flying V. If you're standing underneath it, you will see when you inspect it. That a flying V is made of flying geese. The pointed end flies in the lead.