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
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
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...
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...
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...
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...