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And One - Sometimes

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Daddy said that I m a good boyCaus I always did his willBut I can t remember, was it me - how did I feelI call em family, but in the heart of hearts I knowThere s something wrong with me, what can I do?Mother said that I m a good girlI was always dressed to killBut I can t remember, was it me - how did I feelNow this is long agoBut Today I m really sureI don t wanna crawl no moreNo I don t want toI want to be all alone(to be all alone)(leave me all alone)(I m so lonely)Sometimes I don t know what I prefer to beThat s all that I can seeSo I burnt down the house of hateThe key to close the doorWhat a nice SeptemberI found out it s not too lateIt happened yesterdayBut today I m really sureI don t wanna crawl no moreNo I don t want to

Inne utwory

  • Die mitte
  • The secret
  • Metalhammer
  • Movie star
  • The only guest
  • Pimmelmann
  • Consequence of time
  • Virgin superstar
  • The consequence of time
  • Teufel oder engel
  • Crimetime
  • Hypnotize
  • Dein duft
  • Life to lose
  • Anguish
  • Technoman
  • Fur
  • Friends in heaven
  • Losowe utwory

    Supernova

    Zaśnij, bo to nie jest
    Czas na kochanie
    Gdy patrzymy na siebie tak
    Z dwu różnych planet
    Mojej - wolności
    A Twojej - Boga
    Gasną jak stare gwiazdy
    Zapomniane słowa

    Pierwsza kopułę podnoszę
    Miliony ludzi pod kloszem
    Którzy pełzając pomału
    Dosięgnąć chcą Ideału

    W mieście tym tłok, szarość

    Grey lagoons

    Blue suns and grey lagoons
    Silver starfish with honeymoons
    All these and more to choose
    If you

    Satin teardrops on velvet lights
    Morning sickness on Friday nights
    Heaven knows what others I might bring
    To you

    Broken partings making strange...

    Let go

    I won t forget you
    I won t
    I won t forget your smile
    Or how you taken me
    Oh how you taken me
    I won t forget
    I let you walk with me
    Ahh take me home
    Because the night
    Is so dark
    When your alone
    I let you...

    dziedzina

    Idą gnomy...
    Ja zaczynam
    Jak prawdziwa primabalerina
    Owszem moja to dziedzina,
    Więc się wspinam i naginam jej zasady
    I na to nie ma rady
    W HIP-HOPowe wody wypływam na zwiady
    Pokłady mej galery, pchają wiatry cztery
    Czterdzieści ich się mieści w żagiel
    Niosą z sobą wieści z polskiej Wieży...

    Cayman islands

    Through the alleyways to cool off in the shadows
    Then into the street following the water
    There s a bearded man paddling in his canoe
    Looks as if he has come all the way from the Cayman Islands

    These canals, it seems, they all go in circles
    Places look the...