I dreamed about Ray Charles last night And he could see just fine Dreamed about Ray Charles last night And he could see just fine, you know I asked him
(Music by P. Wagner, S. Fischer, S. Efthimiadis / Lyrics by P. Wagner) This world?s so materialistic, our life just makes sense when we buy. You?re just
Can someone take me, oh~ I gotta break free, oh~ Tossing and turning Every night been tryin? to sleep It ain?t the rain against my window keepin? me
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They think were fools sitting on the corner Older you get the more like your father The more I drink the more like my brother Seem to have picked up on
a thousand miles away from you i may as well live on the moon the stars at night we both can see would you see them and think of me last time I held
If a black man is racist, is it okay If it's the white man's racism that made him that way Because the bully's the victim they say By some sense they'
I've been feeling a little weird Can't hold back all these lonely tears Sky turns black, senseless shapes appear Gold horizons have disappeared Sad reflections
Safety Net, Safety Net Without the aid of a Safety Net Safety Net, Safety Net Without the aid of a Safety Net He travelled all over the world and yet
They think were fools sitting on the corner, Older you get the more like your father, The more I drink the more like my brother, Seem to have picked up
Pericolosa e la tela del ragno dove ogni errore e il primo e l'ultimo ma la sua predo lo ignora; pericoloso e il sentiero nel bosco dove ogni ombra sembra
Avverto il filo di una ragnatela avverto il filo di una ragnatela avverto il filo di una ragnatela. Non si vede, ma io l?ho sentito sottilissimo mi ha
Sono una tela di ragno sospesa Sono l?acqua che stagna marcita Sono la crosta di sangue che piaga una vecchia ferita Sono una mosca che sporca il bicchiere
[Original Title: Natural History] The spider, dropping down from twig, Unfolds a plan of her devising, A thin premeditated rig To use in rising. And
You live your life on the internet that's where you are day and night you talk you shit from behind that net where you're safely out of sight i think
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[Music by P. Wagner, S. Fischer, S. Efthimiadis / Lyrics by P. Wagner] This world's so materialistic, our life just makes sense when we buy. You're just
Look at you! With your branches hanging down How do you move without the wind? Flowers bloom upon your arms without sunlight You must be planted in sin