No use knocking at my door, I don't think I live here anymore. I live in the past you see I think of the last time we were there Before you went with
A monochrome balloon in the blue sky Alone, I gaze up at the square scenery Till now, just how many dreams must I Have brought to an end like that?as
Le he preguntado a mi sombra a ver como ando para reirme, mientras el llanto, con voz de templo, rompe en la sala regando el tiempo. Mi sombra dice
breath it in, the sweet smell of failure. drink it down with dystopic discord... drown me darling, once more. pesticides. this pest aside... anything
Metemo samete no sugisa Success I want I feel Hakujou shinasai magama ni au (Toki doki shite masu) Chanto iwanakucha hajimaranai oshiete No, kimochi
La la la la la la La la la la la la La la la la la la 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 Boom it La la la la la la La la la la la la La la la la la la Eontteut gwaenchannne
Japanese: jumpin' jumpin' jumpin' now jumpin' jumpin' jumpin' now jumpin' now jumpin' now ?????? jumpin' jumpin' ???????? chance chance ???? ?? ?? ???? ???? ?????? ????????? ??
they say that i'm insane i don't play their little games the crazy weasel doesn't ever leave his house creeps around his apartment watches tv on the couch
I'm sick of putting you down pushing you around I'm tired of making you feel like you are an eel I tend to open my yap and make you feel like crap and
I know he's around When the sky and the ground started ringing I know that he's near By the thunder I hear in advance His words, his words alone are
Love has shaken me, sometimes mistaken me This time it's makin' me hide Love has told on me then got a hold on me Followed my heart to my pride But something
I'd like to smell the fear shivering on your lips and I'd like to taste the sweet revenge of cutting out your tongue, because your words sound better
Es una cara? No! Es una Pizza? No! Es una cara? No! Es una Pizza? No! Es la Senhorita cara de Pizza!!! Dicen que su madre durante el embarazo Se comio
I like an old guitar Playin' a Gosdin song In a smoky bar That's what turns me on, yeah If that makes me a little old school Go ahead and call me yesterday
Now I've got a question baby What makes you cry? 'Cause I haven't seen any water In the corners of your eyes For a day, or a week Or a month, or a year
Well, the whiskey makes you sweeter than you are If I'd quit drinkin' sooner, I'm sure I wouldn't have gone that far Now the haze has lifted I can see
Scars and wounds burnin' the flesh All the pain came at last... Your brain now is raped You will eternally suffer The hands of doom point your way Fear