Deep in the night In the absence of light, deep in the night Deep in the night Between passion and fright, deep in the night Night night, yea Deep in the night
'm begging you to stay tonight Deep in the night In the absence of light, deep in the night Deep in the night Between passion and fright, deep in the night Deep
Перевод: Ярость. Deep In The Night.
I'm begging you to stay tonight Deep in the night In the absence of light, deep in the night Deep in the night Between passion and fright, deep in the night Deep
he felt the tears of hate and rage again She had sworn she would love him But she proved to be a bitch So he started his engine and way deep inside,
happiness is the mask I choose to wear this time To hide the hurt below Cause theres a fire That burns so deep inside And the flames that rage
moping around I can’t get outta my bed I’m so damn tired I can’t get outta my head The only time I smile is when I brush my teeth The sex last night
the fire that was burnin' bright We could blame it on love Or we can blame it on the night Blame it on the night Blame it on the night Don't know how
just dope while you're livin' In a sniper's scope, I'm not tryin' to scare you but there's a danger If you get too deep, some nights I don't sleep,
get outta my bed I am so damn tired I can't get outta my head The only time I smile is when I'm brush my teeth The sex last night sucked I woulda rather
dance til I?m old and Falling Deep down, onward and Well I love you like a raging storm
the night is as deep as the sea and my heart is disobeying me raging thoughts all soothe beneath your hand looking in your eyes i think i understand
in town Terrible, the only game in town Passenger, don't you hear me? Destination seen unclearly What is a man deep down inside What a raging beast
watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in hell Could break that Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night
days and forty nights Just when I thought I've gotten rid of you I turn my face to your pillow that's soaked in your perfume The water's raging, no
Good King Wenceslas looked out On the feast of Stephen, When the snow lay round about Deep and crisp and even Brightly shone the moon that night Though
Mick Jagger, the further i go, the further I am to the end of the Roads, but I'll get through the freezing cold, rainy days, plus nights and snow, I
