Have you ever wanted to die when you were without your friends? Haven't you said goodbye to the one on who your life depends? Could it be that I don't
Everybody knows that I've had my share of fair weather lovers They always leave just ahead of the rain Searching for sunshine and looking for pleasure
Pig, pig Why don't you sing me that Pretty lullaby? Then when you're singing great Pack it all up I wanna new face right now And I want it bad I wanna
(M: Q-Fish / T: P.Althoff) 1ST Female - and 22 years old long hair - very good lookin' I'm searchin' for you - your age is till 30 just send me a letter
When I was a baby I was so happy I played With my friends In the mud Wilbur and Jack and Otis and beaty We were a gang And you gotta Believe me Momma
Seweeee!!! Why try to hide? Runnin' ain't about to gonna do anything for you my little one Oh they try to get inside of me, why do they bother anyway
Isn't it strange How we move our lives for another day Like skipping a beat What if a great wave should wash us all away Just thinking out loud Don
Hey du! Ich bin ein Schwein. Ich bin ein Schwein ist das nicht fein? Hey du! Ich geb es zu ich bin ein Schwein wie ich und du. Es ist so schön ein
Look at them now What do they want? And what do they do now? Nothing at all What do they know? What do they think? And who do they tell? Well, no one
Lost and lonely your colors surrounding me It's only my way to breakin' free In my mind I hear the souee Souee here pig pig pig pig Don't you see I'm
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And the river will rise up And heal all the scars On this broken skin And drown in this cup And the flies they will flock And throw into the dock And
We're all looking for something to break We're all looking for a heavenly state Well, the culling is coming, one way or the other I can feel it in the
Tonight, take all of this, get drunk Tonight, I wish, you will, I am, you'll kill Tonight Tonight, you cut the heart of hurt Tonight, inside, denied,
You really whine You really crawl You really weep And feel a bit small You really whine You really do crawl You really weep And you're gonna feel small
You've been lied to spied on crucified and railed at And he'll spit on the words of your hopeless excuses Wrong or right? Day over night? Who cares? It
Doubting, trying Not to look at the face if the man who is dying To look for the face of the man who is lying The ambler gambler is low and loaded His
Why don't you do what I want you to do? Why don't you see me the way that I see you? Why don't you say what I want you to say? Why don't you hurt me in