Besedila:
Dve Friends

afraid you might get sick, just like the bad news you accept, just like that boy your gonna get, it's the mistake i wont regret, I'll be your friend but

Ich denk oft zuruck, an unsre Kinderzeit. Damals spielten wir vor unserem Haus. Doch die Zeit verging, Sehnsucht blieb bestehn. Ab Heute werden wir,

You were the fire in my eyes. But I'm wanting to burn you out! With a hit and a miss And all over the bound. Whoa whoa whoa whoaoaoaoa. Tearing you

I sleep, pen and ink. calligraphy dreams. All those precious little poets and their black birds singing Are supposed to keep me in line? When I saw autumn