Hold me now It's hard for me to say I'm sorry I just want you to know Hold me now I really wanna tell you I'm sorry I could never let you go After
Перевод: Чикаго. Это мне трудно сказать, что я Извините гостях.
Перевод: DJ Bobo. Трудно сказать, что я Извини.
It's hard for me to say I'm sorry. I just want you to stay. After all that we've been through I will make it up to you I promise to. After all that's
a second While I fall on my face, like everyone else And we can talk all we want, but all I can say is that I'm sorry, and I'm sorry, but I'm never gonna
Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back (8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone
mellow Til I’m toppling from the top I’m not going to stop I’m standing on my Monopoly board That means I’m on top of my game and it don’t stop Til my
damage.. It's brain damage.. I got brain damage.. It's brain damage.. It's probably brain damage.. It's brain damage.. Brain damage.. I got brain damage
drugs That's why I am like I am 'cause I'm like her Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs That's why I'm on what I'm on 'cause I'm my mom My
we try hard in our situation not knowing the pain we can cause It's white mans world I ain't saying I'm innocent of all this I'm just saying This song
I'm a rida Say I'm a rida I'm a rida Say I'm rida I'm a rida Say I'm a rida I'm a rida Say I'm a rida [VERSE 1] They putting presure on me son they
I'm writing this song to tell you that I'm sorry Because I know you never thought that I'd be away so long I know its unfair to ask for you to wait for
stop, how could I make this poetic? When there's nothing more pathetic to be said... You bring me out, show me light, I'm sorry if I hide, I'm too afraid
, but it's right hard to remember that, on a day like today When you're all argumentative And you've got the face on Yeah I'm sorry I was late Well I
We gotta talk there's a rumor I heard It's legitimate I found out from her After all I've done is it what I deserve Stupid me I thought our love was for
my skin And call yourself a friend I've got more friends like you What do I do? [Pre] Is there no standard anymore? What it takes, who I am, where I
how it be Please don't believe in that TV screen I'm sorry kids but there's no such thing I'm gonna [Chorus] Make a lot of money And I'm-and I'm
to help And I'm just to cocky I'm sorry I can't help But, uh, listen baby I don't mean no harm I guess you can just say I'm a lucky charm [Chorus] Sexy