Prevod: Kane Hodder. Jason Dean Was Teen Liberator.
Yeah, it's dynamite, the way he takes his life and then you jump in with your qicked croquet heart and then you fill your self with cancer as he burns
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Where we're going Heaven knows {we're} lost and falling And it shows And i know you won't believe me And i know it won't seem right And i beg you just
When you know the dollar girl Is coming home again Then you know that destiny Will never be your friend Her heart is in her pocket And her head is in
Say it isn't right To be alone tonight So in love with you Tell you what i'm gonna Do about it I had an idea Based on a love theme I had an idea Based
Everyday I'm on my knees to pray Since i kissed you once And i held you once Things have never been the same And i've tried God knows i've tried But
As the sun descends too quickly Behind the distant city She will ride under the water She will leave her son and daughter Reduced to lying naked To
I love and hate you At the same time I need you don't need you Is that such a crime I wouldn't walk down the road To say goodbye I couldn't give you
Heaven is a woman Dressed in blue And heaven is knowing Someone who is in love with you Heaven is a television Left on all day And heaven is making love
Only tears are meant to fall Only once and that is all And when you start to lose the fight And nothing else will make it right Only hearts are meant
Once again he's all alone Here i am the king of stone Gave away the love he'd know Just to be the king of stone The only life he's ever known {the empty
We always stick together Like we're something made of glue And justify the passion Saying one is more than two But if you don't believe the words They
Sunday morning Brings the dawn in It's just a restless feeling By my side Early dawning Sunday morning It's all the wasted years So close behind Watch
Here we go, come with me There's a world out there that we should see Take my hand, close your eyes With you right here, I'm a rocketeer Let's fly Up
You're just like time Except you can still feel the shame All hands on deck, now The sea is getting rough again You see him out your window Even when
I was a movin' man in my younger days But I gone out of my ramblin' ways I left that road so far behind Now I know, oh babe I got mine, I got mine I
With guilt that no man should carry Heavy enough for me to get buried I see death on the road tonight It's got me to where I wanna run and hide Oh, I
