Living out of touch It got a bit too much Living out of touch, yeah Living Living out of touch Living out of touch That's why I'm living out of touch
Перевод: Загробный мир. Жизнь Out Of Touch.
in the light Seem pretty sharp Still it looks exactly like They're standing in the dark Living out of touch Got a big to much Living out of touch
Set in the light Seem pretty sharp Still it looks exactly like They're standing in the dark Living out of touch Got a big to much Living out of touch
and fan are on the ground We're getting out of town We're going on the run And you're the one I want to come) Not to touch the earth Not to see the
be on for eons, and eons While many think that they can never play out Get trapped in a time frame and never find their way out I stay off the dramatization
is none higher Sucker MC's should call me sire To burn my kingdom, you must use fire I won't stop rockin' till I retire Now we rock the party and come
' Tryin' to grind it out these streets we live And I'm not dyin' When it drizzle, comes the storm and when you born You see that rappers die where I come
[NARRATOR] Once upon a time [CINDERELLA] I wish... [NARRATOR] in a far-off kingdom [CINDERELLA] More than anything... [NARRATOR] lived a fair maiden, [
other. IV I caught a glimpse of your eyes Last night in a restless dream Awaking out of green field blue seas stars Your eyes arose like the spectres of flowers I turned out
following program. All right, all you players and player haters, once again it's time for the "Sep Sev" game show Recorded live right here in lovely snowy
's my happy-ever-after? (Is the queen of the kingdom) Cinderella is the queen of a kingdom Cinderella got the dream she was dreamin' I wanna know
s my happy-ever-after? (Is the queen of the kingdom) Cinderella is the queen of a kingdom Cinderella got the dream she was dreamin' I wanna know
now You stand there with your fixed expression Casting doubt on all I have to say Why don't you touch me, touch me? Why don't you touch me, touch me? Touch
who are just dying O great creator of being grant us one more hour to perform our art & perfect our lives The moths & atheists are doubly divine & dying We live
"we'll be natives to the end" Nowadays we don't even speak I guess we got our own life to live Or is it because we want our own kingdom to
You might escape defeat In a world out to get you But the finger on the trigger is yours If I come of one Will you understand the depths of me? Perceivable