Eu n+â£o posso dirigir Of any pain I can almost speak for him Lay down your soul
Et ce cognantla tete a des plafonds pourris;
Well from now on when you step out
Hold me tight and don't let go (don't let go)
Down
aren't you amazed?
I guess you got back to my name in your little black book
why don't you be mature about it
Oh babe, can it be you've been scheming
Your flock of sheep head first STRAIGHT INTO HELL.
Cats trying to tear us apart dogs got closer
Let the blind lead the blind
What kind of fool, what kind of fool am I ?
As I lay there alone in this big empty bed
All we have is here and now
feel so good, I hope I always will
Te veo en un lado y en otro,
I need it (I need it)
[I slam] I am ailing
I got my house outta status (say what?)
stai ancora sognando ma...
Witness the last of the god-men
But she don't have a single friend -
Well, that big dumb blonde with Gorgeous George
Oh it must be hard for the likes of you to get by
en gorilla kl+¥ttra ner i v+¹r maskin.
Look, (wazzup?) if you had, one shot; (O.K.) or one opportunity
this def beat that I put together, I wanna hear some of them
You came into my life, sent from above