It's in your mind, when you try to play as the best of all. But when you see the picture all you do is crawl. It's in your mind, when you try to feed
Ich lass mich nicht verarschen von euch verlog'nem Pack ihr seht das Ende kommen mit jedem neuen Tag. Bekämpft oder erduldet das allgemeine Leid
Have you Realised that Rock Stars Always seem to lie so much? John Lydon once said he cared But he never really gave a fuck Said he'd use the money
CatarAa?¦ pecchA© me dici sti parole amare, pecchA© me parle e 'o core me turmiente, CatarA? Nun te scurdA ca t'aggio dato 'o core, CatarA, nun te
nothing more Accusations nominal fall rotten to the core Rotten to the core Rotten to the core Rotten to the core Rotten to the core To the core Rot
l'art DA©sormais se compte en millions d'dollars Core, core, encore du core pour le sport Technique de frappe, un rap sec piquant fort Pas pour les pA©cores
your side; in your arms You're my bride - I'll die for you Eosophobic wedlock - forever by your side I won live to bid you farwell You're the embodied core
You're the one that's stupid. You're a pig; acting all honest but you hide your true self. Can't hear anything, Can't feel anything. This is a place of
You brush by me and my whole facade just melts You seem a bit twisted but that makes me more intrigued You drag yourself through a maze of alcohol and
I am in motion, I am blue Love is an ocean I'm anchored in you And I am a dreamer So you sent me away Sometimes we dreamers Just get in the way But
February rain Smoky mountain fire Like a hummingbird to cane Just following desire Watch the firelight throw Shadows across the room Many miles away
September in Seattle Waitin' on a train I smoked my last cigarette Standin' in out of the rain There's a cool wind blowin' Down the alley by the depot
Like fallin' rain The days go by Can't kill the pain And you wonder why We'll be strong Hold on A lot of love to go around Stay wild My soul child And
I've been on the road too long And I've been stuck inside a song And you know our love Has been through rougher weather But our passion's like a rose
I met him on the cliffs Of twin rocks, Oregon He was sittin' on his bedroll Lookin' just like Richard Brautigan I thought he was an old man He wasn't
Maria lays in the tannin' bed And reads the Tuesday news She's down there every week at the same time With the same ol' blues She reads the funny papers
Written by Kris Kristofferson One of the first songs I ever heard and loved. well I woke up Sunday morning with no way to hold my head that didn't hurt
My name's Billy Jo Mckay Just turned sixteen yesterday I'm gonna get the nerve one day To get outta here My mom passed on three years ago they said It