I've become so, an idiot with feelings I'm not so fashion able, I'm fussy and critical yeah I'm 20 years old and I'm an ActionMan A designer, a graphic
You can't stand It's like when you clean your butt and watch your shitty toilet-paper that's your girl can't avoid looking around on the beach with 1000
ActionMen are ready to drink our fill No water no coke Mauro's watching us.. how many teeth!? His smile's so big but not equal to the liters that's we
You, like me, feel yourself so fuckin' free, fuckin' cool at parties, with friends, don't care about caching some girl.. I've got the same force hey,
This empty bottle on my desktop brings me the thought of a rainy morning on freeway with a rented van Friends and instruments, our tale of beer land
You, see it, a little paradise on the gray of the street Delicious Mr. Crepes gives his welcome to you A rounded man wears only yellow, knifes in hand
Why must you be always complaining you can do something else other throwing shits, It's easy to listening bands with a lyer's smile With the exception
?California Dreaming, are you living today!?? or better ?made in California? Now I wanna tell you about my situation and fu*k the O.C. Dream, Poser Bands
It's quick and easy to speak about girls Or fuck the system with canonical notes Whatever you've written so less less inspired This song explains that
When the light comes and stops on me the friend of the energy yeah she's that light and she takes off pants big porn star, ordinary blow-job I wanna
They hear my voice another stupid problem shakes this factory I'm the latest boy with my hopes and positive ideologies they watch me and shake their
Increasing esteem, year by year giving the same help a daily row a daily peace, a friend a world full of egoists.. It makes your skin so hard meanwhile
Куплет 01 - OBJ Мои действия должны выделяться, как припевная часть. Я не из пафоса. Просто не шлюха, что прибеднялась И, так же, приподнялась за подачки
Варчун (Вступление) Шекспир сказал, что жизнь это театр! Но в наши дни, это скорей кино, а не театр. Мы сами себе режиссёры, сами себе операторы, сами
Lord please forgive me for what I do For I know not what I've done Father please forgive me for I know not what I do I just never had the chance to ever
? Can anybody see me? Does anyone really understand? We're looking for some action We need something to happen No more wasted nights and days We're looking for some action
It's like it always rains when I run my brain, The chitter chatter's got me shattered, And I feel like I'm scattered now, I'm battered, Knocked down to
Oh well, From my parked car window on the passenger side, She be leanin' over to me tellin' me I can't rely on anything in this world, With the tear drops
