N'y a-t-il au bout des heures Qu'un jour qui finit N'y a-t-il au fond des coeurs Que des souvenirs aigris Le premier qui repond oui J'le fais canard sous
I'm here, sitting in a bed In a place where I don't feel at home Where are you? I sure don't know why You haven't called me, you promised you would The
All our times have come Here, but now there, gone Seasons don't fear the reaper Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain (We can be like they are) Come on
Dazed in the twilight, I see the mayfly fly Clustering 'round streetlamps of a small town Rush around, around Flicker to the ground like snow Or the
Seen in your perspective It's falling into place It's being interactive And falling down from grace Be neglective or selective It's all that makes you
Coutin' the hours countin' the days till I'll be back in your arms to stay I left Lake Charleston on 72 and I drove the Highway 10 Took a ride at a second
He bought and sold a video Made a fortunein between A thousand well-known faces Passed across that stupid screen He turned them down He never thought
Nella vetrina di orologi c?e/ un orologio fermo come me/ Io che cammino in questa gran citta/ un punto immoto fra l?umanita/ io non ho pensieri/ che cos
Hello Katelyn, let's start another Bullshit day among the rest Grab your coffee and a smile And we'll blow through this fucking mess Maybe I could make
I'm just waiting for the hands to take me till tonight, Round three passing, five more rounds to go. The hours are stretching like the sheets on the
[5th Movement] Drag him down, That knife, slipping flee [?] That knife, slipping flee [?] Sweet dreams my dear little child I burn for touching a bead
Au quai d'une gare, Sans averse ni rencard Au cri(?) du trottoir Qu'on me depasse sans me voir J'attend oh, pas de "bonsoir" Sans envers sur un brancard
Everybody's crazy As far as I can see But that's not me And kids these days, they're lazy Want everything for free But that's not me And the temperature
Do you think I am made of stone? Cold and unfeeling Where all the pieces of my heart You have been stealing I have to tell you just how I feel Without
I love you more than my record collection, I love you more than my football team, I love you more than my Adidas trainers, If you knew me better you'd
I told you everyone's the same but its no use its no use lay it all to blame at my door that wont work no more i've heard it all before and i, i see
She's lost in the dark She thinks she's been enlightened From the schoolhouse in the park Her house is full of mirrors She can't really seem to look
I?m listening to you, you?re not listening to me. Your mouth is moving, but it don?t mean shit to me. I?m richer than you could ever be. You think you