Transport Motorways and tramlines Starting and then stopping Taking off and landing The emptiest of feelings Disappointed people Clinging onto bottles
(w. graber) You were the only one I was the one who never tried You were the one.. the only one I'll build your hope - then make you cry While others
[Hook] Trials and tribulations Until the Lord comes back It's gonna be that way My life of trials and tribulations every day [Boogy Nikke] Now let me
Ain't had a job in about a year Living down in my parents' basement I wish that I could get outta here Sometimes I think I need a vacation Can't get
by Dean Friedman Even our old friends who should've known better They said, "She's heading for ruin. Turn away and forget her?" But they don't know you
Poor Mr Brown was so romantic he didn't deserve to die, Now I've made myself clear twice, The way he was felled was oh so tragic for him and his Lady
And the tears fall like rain down my face again Oh, the words you wouldn't say And the games you played with my unfoolish heart Oh, I should have known
I never wanna break your heart Never wanna make you cry Never wanna give up and die And even if you can't stand up Even if you lose your light I'm a
Hold on, slow down, again from the top now And tell me everything I know I've been gone for, what seems like forever But I'm here now waiting To convince
And the tears fall like rain Down my face again All the words you wouldn't say And the games you played With my unfoolish heart Oh I should have known
I met you four months last Sunday, My oh my what a happy, clappy fun day. We started off as jobs in catering, Had no idea of the pain this cheap pay could
Never wanna break your heart Never wanna make you cry Never wanna give up and die Even if you can't stand up Even if you lose your life I'm a friend
I wish I could see you now After all those times you let me down And I'll tell you how I feel And I'll return the favor after this knife's out of my spine
Their arms, they reach, They branch like they're trying to catch me, They stand so tirelessly, Outgrown, the sides of roads, Are mixed in gold, The summer
Transport, motorways and tram lines Starting and then stopping, taking off and landing The emptiest of feelings disappointed people clinging onto bottles
I used to think that you were my friend We were in it together until the end But now that's changed, now I know Now your true colors, they fucking show
[Malone/Hersemann] Bodies Upon Bodies -- lifeless Heaped in graves Faces, Reflecting -- soulless Soon to be my slaves! Throats split Yawning gape Digits
Tulkojums: Andrew Wk. Nekad nolaist.
