So what if I just pick this knife up And cut you all across your smile? Would that be boring? Would that be boring Or just one less boring life? Boring life
Перевод: Дальнего. Скучная жизнь.
this rocky hill If I lose my footing this rock will kill Perpetual dusk has me dimly lit So I can't see the top or know how far it is Now life is a
make you believe, before you life was boring. For a while, I meticulously try, to be the way you want me. But you'll see, I always believe, nothing in life
I need another story Something to get off my chest My life gets kinda boring Need something that I can confess 'Til all my sleeves are stained
She lives in the fairy tale Somewhere too far for us to find Forgotten the taste and smell Of the world that she's left behind It's all about the
will be consoled, Right there, so close, And sow the finest seeds of hope. I shall enchain The voice of hearts That cry for love, And bore the ground
[Verse 1] Broke my heart Down the road Spend the weekend Sewing the pieces back on Crayons and dolls pass me by (?) Walking gets too boring When
hour away out of his life 'Cause Johnny's a worker; he works from nine to five and home to the wife From his boring day he is far away... The same
[Hook] Out of sight, out of mind Out of time to decide Do we run? Should I hide? For the rest of my life [Verse 1] Dear Anne, my number one fan I write
fame The things that seem so simple Are suddenly so far out of reach Wish that they could see that underneath I'm just an ordinary girl Sometimes I'm lazy, I get bored
Broke my heart on the road Spent the weekend sewing the pieces back on Crayons and dolls pass me by Walking gets too boring when you learn how to fly
I need another story Something to get off my chest My life gets kinda boring Need something that I can confess 'Til all my sleeves are stained red From
have lost their meaning The words have lost their meaning and she?s bored And I am bored I?m standing here waiting
All of the glorious things that he dreamed Made the life that he saw seem so so far A star that was shooting didna??t seem too far All he needed was some
foxies skied up In the palm of my dick This is the life that I love This is the life that I live And it's a life full of lust nigga (What about us?)
Well, she lives in a fairy tale Somewhere too far for us to find Forgotten the taste and smell Of the world that she's left behind It's all about the