, воздух аромата барака А ты бы хотел получить свободу в подарок Избежать возможный упадок Когда бежишь по льду в домашних тапочках И все до лампочки
Estoy muy harto, de salir de noche y ver siempre la misma gente estoy flipando, de que la gente se invente cuentos y luego reinvente apoltronado, en el
In a traffic jam with sweaty hands The kids we hype up just to drop These few pretty faces in ugly places The small towns where we would never stop Shitty
pink ballet slippers two dollars for a pair must have been made by the guy in the store they're strange on i don't care i'm gonna buy them they might
The dinosaur-slipper-man does the very best he can To make a living out if what he does. He´s selling dinosaur-slippers and dinosaur-ties. Well,
There was a way with the promises And in a little while another way Has it moved highways Thought I knew But I don't Out here we're made all of us,
Saw you walking down the street Flares n slippers on your feet You was knocke from head to toe are you smart. no no no Flares n slippers [x3] oi Flares
I've reached this point With fear my only fuel I found my faith With nothing, nothing to do Run, from you You're binding me in sin You've got to I drowned
Taste my loneliness but yet surrounded Having guilt for these lonely feelings Every night the same questions burning in my head Keeping me far away from
no one's asking to go dancing its not like that anymore its romantic if they mean it when they shut your fingers in the door its a gory sort of story
Ready? No Oh Puppy, power Okay, hello Watch your drink, what? Watch your drink No, no, I think I'm too late, am I too late? Hit it, I'm coolin' in the
You may find that the world is harsh and cold But you don't have to hold your tongue or do just what you're told Or you may feel weak, worried, or lonesome
Listen, I'm getting tired of hearing the same thing over again, Missing the point i've been saying, and playing a blame game i can't win, cause this one
Estoy cansado de salir de noche y ver siempre la misma gente, estoy flipando de que la gente se invente, cuente y luego reinvente, apoltronado en el sofa
There was a way with the promises and in a little while another way has it moved Highways Thought I knew But I don't Out here we're made All of us,
Quelque soit l'ivresse Qu'importe le flacon Le temps qui reste Est de moins en moins long La vie nous dresse La corde et les chaussons Mais rien ne presse
The dinosaur-slipper-man does the very best he can To make a living out if what he does. He?s selling dinosaur-slippers and dinosaur-ties. Well, then
Michael Michael and the slipper tree, slipper tree, slipper tree Brand new shoes for you and me Michael Michael and the slipper tree, slipper tree, slipper
