occhi e Lo sento di nuovo il rumore di un bacio Lascia Che io cada in fondo a questa domenica Solo un angolo di pomeriggio resta E rimane in fondo a questa domenica
It comes to me these nights In half-conscious-state visions Staring at the lens the one ever staring at me It can matter not to them When toilers fall
She said, "Don't Don't let it go to your head Boys like you are a dime a dozen Boys like you are a dime a dozen" She said, "You're a touch overrated
She took a rolled-up twenty out of her pocket And paid for my cigarettes We were friends at first sight in the 7-Eleven light She said here let me cover
Would you pay life's pleasures to see me? Does it hurt for I want you to remain? I run your hair through in another decade Summerland holds me in Sumerian
The day I died, it was the best day of my life And when you cried, it made me feel so good inside I will leave my insecurities to the ones who always
Would you pay life's pleasures to see me Does it hurt for I want you to remain I run your hair through in another decade Summerland holds me in sumerian
She said don't.. Don't let it go to your head. Boys like you are a dime a dozen. Boys like you are a dime a dozen. She said.. You're a touch over-rated
She said "don't, don't let it go to your head Boys like you are a dime a dozen, Boys like you are a dime a dozen" She said "you're a touch overrated
Tulkojums: jomā dvēseles. Pēdējā dienā.
Tulkojums: Jomās Nephilim. Pēdējo izbraukšanu par Lost.
Tulkojums: Taking back sunday. Last Good Sleep.
Tulkojums: Taking back sunday. Tu esi tik pagājušajā vasarā.
: el invierno pasado la lluvia mojaba la gente los semaforos inteligentes, controlaban solos la ciudad, mientras tanto viajaba contigo jurandot cosas
: Would you pay life's pleasures to see me Does it hurt for I want you to remain I run your hair through in another decade Summerland holds me in sumerian
