the damn thang don't insult ya I'm from L.A. ah, Southern California Fool the West coast, where everybody is somebody And the game is fame, do every thang with a
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[Murs:] I'm from L dot A dot Californ-I-A hot Days got shade let me take you 'round the way Lot of out-of-towners can't handle this city Where you wear
C'est la que tout recommence. Etranges murs susurrent a nos oreilles. Elle est la attend l'eveil. Mais tout a commence et tout recommence. On a cache
voir, qui n'aurait jamais du etre la. Etre la. Nous ne verrons plus jamais a deux, debarrasses d'une incision a la lame. L'extraction aura quand meme
faciles Devant toi tout a coup je tombe a genoux Du coup tu me passes la corde au cou L’amour ne vient jamais la ou on l’attendait Je l’ai cherche
, mais pas du tout Le balladin de tout a l'heure Qui chantait sous les projecteurs Il redevient Monsieur Untel Qui va rentrer dans son hotel Voici le decor a l'envers L
cigarette et tout s'allumait Et c'etait la fete, le quatorze Juillet Il n'y avait jamais un copain de trop Dans l'equipe a Jojo Y avait moins des
walls came down They stood there laughing They're not laughing anymore The walls came down Sanctuary fades, congregation splits Nightly military raids, the congregation splits It's a
Yeah alright There's a church on the corner in a harbor town Where the stained glass lets the sunshine through When Sunday morning rolls around The people
, these 4 walls (I thought these walls couldn't tell a thing) Talk..(had to tell)..talk Verse 2: {Yummy Poise} You wanted me You conviced me the love was a
on the chin I still believe everything that I read And sometimes it's hard, sometimes it's harder Sometimes it's on sale, sometimes it never fails And I have a
Locked in a room like a tomb to fall from bed to sickness and no one to witness this mess I'm left with. And you thought this moment was just a tickle
I bang my head against The walls of stupidity I bang my head against The walls of stupidity I'm a pill, I'm a powder I'm a needle in your vain I flush
Moaning coming from below where the prison cells are cold She does not understand what's going on Now the bell is ringing, communion time has come again Is Father Picard really a
On a cold dark corner i town An old soul standing his ground Sang his heart right out at the world Passing him by I can still hear every word Of a song
Yeah alright There's a church on the corner in a harbor town Where the stained glass lets the sun shine through When Sunday morning rolls around The
To whom I once could relate Now communicating seems hard When there's an ego barrier to break through Opinions of self opinion cloud a new horizon The vision a
