We've got good minds in bad health I think you know that All our friends like us more than we like ourselves Drinking in style like the laughing stock
Promenade --------- Lead me from tortured dreams Childhood themes of nights alone, Wipe away endless years, childhood tears as dry as stone. From seeds
Think you caught me on the downslide, downturn I was busy writing with a pen and paper thin dream And all your plastic people with plastic hearts and
Spread The Word, Culturally Mixed Up, No misconceptions, Rock with the Bad Man Panamanian Youth inna Chicago, Certified, well qualified fi Murda Massive
If you never listen to the words You're gonna get what you deserve And did you ever think That you just might be wrong sometimes? I got a universe of
There is an attitude I'm guilty of Kept deeper, deeper, deeper I only let it out when people piss me off It's funny funny funny I can be, I can be what
Asylums with doors open wide Where people had paid to see inside For entertainment they watch his body twist Behind his eyes he says, "I still exist"
They, they come They, they come They, they come I can feel this I can feel this I can feel this Phones are tapped again They know just what I've said
Applicant, I am Clean young flesh Cubicles, we merge And me so decent Lock up my vehicle Crack my walls I'm stealing new words And me so honest Someone
Wild We go to parties, she dresses to impress She's the kind of girl that other girls respect She's a real cool cat She knows just what she wants She
Arena filled with screaming crowd In ecstasy they cry Paid money for a pleasant show Want to see him die The matador in shining dress Intent to prove
Asylums with doors open wide, Where people had paid to see inside, For entertainment they watch his body twist, Behind his eyes he says, 'I still exist
Vedere il quartiere con occhi diversi Provare a guardarlo giu in tutte le case Andare col vento su per le finestre, sentirne gli umori che ne escono fuori
I think you caught me on the downslide, downturn I was busy writing with a pen and paper thin dream and all your plastic people with plastic hearts and
Perdon que me atrevi tu numero llamar pero encontre tu nombre aqui en mi celular y con tristeza en mi alma, y alcohol en las venas oirte y hablarte, no
Well we artistic types are so misunderstood everyone's a critic, they don't know when something's good Just let us have our space and freedom to create
Tulkojums: Wheel, Catherine. Mana izstāde.
