t win this fight With you on my side Don't say I'm worth it To keep me up at night When you don't even know the price Your green eyes make me blue How
n dag op de grens Tussen weten en gerucht Is genoeg om gek te worden Ook al is het valse lucht, en Eén dag op de grens Tussen liefde en verraad
Перевод: Фрик де Йонг. На границе Жизнь и смерть.
Перевод: Филиал. Она светит.
Things are shaping up to be pretty odd Little deaths in musical beds So it seems I'm someone I've never met You will only hear these elegant crimes
Мы с тобою вдвоём, вместе радостно нам, Мы с тобою вдвоём разошлись по домам. Разошлись, не сказав слов, которым
Не зная, во что играя, Не думая ни о ком, Мы вместе сбежали из рая Практически босяком. Мы думали, что освоим Все, что должно быть своим, Все, что так
Мой зеленый дом скоро станет клеткой (станет ржавой клеткой)… Как же за решетку попало наше небо? Как же за решетку попали наши листья? Путь – путь бычьей
Restless moving on It’s a battle for your life, you better run Together they come strong Now you realize what’s been going on You broke my heart
go RED LIGHT (I said you're holdin up traffic green means go!!) GREEN LIGHT! So if you want to (uh uh huh uh uh) You got the green light (you got the green
Urban Hipster, the new gangster A new wave mannequin packin Magazines from overseas, won They trade in their hearts for indie rock charts to tell them
Easy come, easy go That's just how you live, oh Take, take, take it all But you never give Should've known you was trouble From the first kiss Had your
Run run run away so lost lost never comin Home rollin rollin down a track No no i’m never comin back Hot? love pumpin in my veins Our love I hope its
I see you driving 'round town With the girl I love and I'm like, Fuck you! Oo, oo, ooo I guess the change in my pocket Wasn't enough I'm like, Fuck you
in my place Whenever we meet my heart beats out of time Just a little bit of green Clouds my eyes to what I've seen Just a little bit of green When
My heart ticks in beat with these kids that I grew up with living like life's going out of style You came to watch us play...like a "Big shot talent,"
Little girl,little girl why are you crying? Inside your restless soul your heart is dying? Little one,little one your is purging Of love and razor blades
Hey Gloria? Are you standing close to the edge? Lookout to the setting sun The brink of your vision Eternal youth is a landscape of the lies The cracks
