Paroles de Who's Gonna Sing J'aime beaucoup c'que tu fais J'aime ton style, j'aime ton jeu Mais je sais que tu peux faire mieux Car chaque jour, chaque
Danse sur la merde qui passe a la radio danse sur la merde qui passe a la radio tout le monde,tout le monde cherchre quelque chose a faire,alors danse
This engines revving And the tires are burning The smell of asphalt lingers in the air My head is spinning And my thoughts are burning The ground is
Originally by Ozzy Osbourne Screams break the silence Waking from the dead of night Vengeance is boiling He's Returned to kill the light Then when
Think that I'm a loser 'Cause now my pants are too low Think that I'm a slob 'Cause I got holes in my shoes Think I'm Strung Out Just like my dirty
The view from this perspective's getting stale As my best defenses crumble one more time The walls are gettin' tighter Voices gettin' louder Desperation
A picture on the wall, Like a postcard with a better view of All things absent from Room 209. Diana sips from an empty glass of hope she poured last
What's the point of asking if you know why What's the point of caring if we don't try What's the point of fighting if we never understand Give a little
There's something I can't figure out There's something that I can't let go It's here it's real and it's staring me in the eye It's all I see now
My dreams are cold and crawl with regret Black and white, there's still us shouting out We might not make it through This chapter covers time without
A plain and lazy afternoon still fresh inside my head An echo of a simpler time, a reflection that's yours and mine That car would take us anywhere,
Shotgun kiss from me to you and nothing more its strange to hear you sound like you don't need me anymore but hearts and thoughts in the cradle fall
Before you say a word Before you turn away, There's just one thing I gotta know, are you still who you claim to be? I've been told were all the same
'm in love again I think I'm in love again Today must be my lucky day baby You are the prototype Do somethin' out of the ordinary Like catch a matinee baby You are the prototype
blacker can be found And when you want excitement, just lay your money down I am Prototype Nothing's old and nothing's new I am Prototype I got better
sleep with many people And your body's fading fast You strike out into London Like a cold fire in the night The rooms that led you on The prototype Silence
Just a thought To add suspense To all the games Of discontent. Fear is real But not self-taught You let others Be the cause. There we go racing towards
And then we found it all caged inside a dream All-seing eye sees afloat Soon it will see no more For we will not conform We're ghosts in the machine
