I believe in a thing called love Ooh guitar Touching you, touching me Touching you, God you're touching me I believe in a thing called love Just listen
down I believe in a thing called love Ooooooh (huh!) I wanna kiss you every minute every hour everyday You got me in a spin but everything is a ok
Перевод: The Darkness. I Believe In A Thing Called Love.
goes down I believe in a thing called love Ooooooh (huh!) I wanna kiss you every minute every hour everyday You got me in a spin but everything is a
while hating my life If I said I liked girls I'd only be half right I look like I'm dead and dress like a homo I must be emo Screw XBOX I play old
those who believe So, I believe...YES! [Chorus] 2x I start to think, and then I sink Into the paper, like I was ink When I'm writing I'm trapped
back And my supplies in a magic pack And I followed the sound of music Not up a hill ... but down to an old wharf shack Inside I heard the trumpet call I
down I believe in a thing called love Ooh! Guitar! Touching you, touching me touching you, god you're touching me I believe in a thing called love
not cry" Do you know that I'm gone then say don't die I take what I find, put a beat to they rhyme Thought it was over but I crept from behind Wanna
theater i might just not go franky lymon the lime light gets old cold so in a while im schitzo i cant cope, i cant think i cant breathe, this aint me
my back And my supplies in a magic pack And I followed the sound of music Not up a hill but down to an old wharf shack Inside I heard the trumpets call I
I love you like a raging storm And I miss you like I?m coming home And I hold you like a fading song You send me
been called everything, an extremist is that a bad thing or what they really mean is anything a nigga do, a nigga mean it and I wona??t let a person place a thing
Danger believing me, wounding and healing me Please keep it precious I believe in your eyes I believe in your fate I believe we can fly on the wings we create A
work, Got impossible standards, Nothing I'ma do is gone work. Diary of a black girl. (chorus) I wonder why, i sit and cry, Wish i could shed all these tears, Im down and out, I
believe in, Verse 2: I ask a lot of questions, 'cause I need a lot of answers, Sometimes I think I need to ask the questions faster, Surrounded by confusion, am I
my room, And I turned down the A/C, And I turned on the SpectraVision, And I'm just about to eat That little chocolate mint on my pillow That I love
a beer an I pour it on the curb an I hope ya notice/ I'm a soldier on this planet, you a soldier up in Heaven/ As long as I live this life, Im reppin'