Crushed in the arms... Crushed in the arms of a bear. Crushed in the arms... Crushed in the arms of a bear. I strain... I strain... I strain... I strain
She was nervous, she was late She left it up to fate Standing at a phone And she knows what she wants And she came here to take it How perfect it could
I'm not so sure what I was dreaming About but I'm sure it was better Than this and I'll hope you suppose That I'm alright I'm buying you flowers
I?m not so sure what i was dreaming About but i?m sure it was better Than this and i?ll hope you suppose That i?m alright i?m buying you flowers
Fordítás: Howie Day. Madrigál.
Lately I've been thinking Lately I've been dreaming with you I'm so resistant to this type of thinking Oh, now it's shining through I was alone for
Spend your nights here We'll always be up late Keep each other on Chemicals can make us stay I meant you're outta line With your friends and all
lately i?ve been thinking lately i?ve been dreaming with you i?m so resitant to this type of thinking oh, now it?s shining through i was alone for
spend your nights here we?ll always be up late keep each other on chemicals can make us stay i meant you?re outta line with your friends and all
She was nervous, She was late, She left it up to fate, Standing at a phone. And she knows what she wants... And she came here to take it... How
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Ansima. gela un'ultima lacrima e rinfrescaci il veleno che ci portera lontano. non c'e piu la sottile polvere. surreale l'atmosfera, inconsciamente insieme
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