Breathe, breathe on me Be like you used to be Breathe on me Move in me Be like you used to be Move in me, move in me Be with me Be like you used to
Breathe Breathe on me Be like you used to be Breathe on me Move in me Be like you used to be Move in me Move in me Be with me Be like you used to be
Перевод: The Cure. Дышать.
: Breathe Breathe on me Be like you used to be Breathe on me Move in me Be like you used to be Move in me Move in me Be with me Be like you used to
: My darling, hush. Don't say a thing. Don't speak. Don't tell me anything. Why lust for the things you see? Your dress is torn and on the bathroom
My darling, hush. Don't say a thing. Don't speak. Don't tell me anything. Why lust for the things you see? Your dress is torn and on the bathroom floor
When I think about you and me I get a little weak in the kness I feel the flutter of a butterfly Sometimes I can hardly breathe So baby... (Baby) Hold
she steals your breath She sits there in the aftermath And listens as cars drive slowly past His final show, his lies Have done nothing but cure her
blinded Searching for refinement Curse, I know death follows me But I murder him first And worse yet With each breathe Steps I take Breathless Is there a cure
Watch your words Or your words might drown you And cure my wounds And the light will blind you To truly see well You must have faith Oh the righteous
, I got it, Papi Don't hesitate, holla at me! What I'm lookin' for Is simple, you see Love and support and sexuality When I'm with you, I don't wanna leave I need you just like air that I breathe
to escape the certain death upon land, boil in their liquid Prison. Disease then circles the earth, plagues & viruses with no known cause Or cure laying waste to whatever draws breath
subdue Darling you hold me prisoner (prisoner) I'm about to break I can't stop this ache I'm addicted to your lure and I'm feeling for a cure Every
can't breathe enough It's too late, it's too dark A little child confides in you The contamination is getting through There is no mercy, there is no cure
brain Give up the fortune and the fame to hear you say my name The ghetto rough while the doff try purple rain Lord knows I wish death never had a name Our last breath
that something on the surface it kind of makes me nervous who says that you deserve this and what kind of god would serve this? We will cure this dirty
