to be broken hearted I think we're falling apart, I don't know where I should start? You left me here to be broken hearted You left me here to be broken hearted
leave so sudden Well did you know you would leave me all alone? I think we've fallen apart I don't know where I should start. You left me here to be broken hearted
Fordítás: Tizennyolc Visions. Broken Hearted.
to Washington She put her arms around me And said, "Camelot's begun" We listened to his visions Of how our land should be We gave him our hearts and
hands in weak glands And when they're awakened their vision will fade It aint a bit of my fault I'm gonna miss her. TWENTY-FOUR MINUS EIGHTEEN Confidence
On a man-made lake, there's a sheet of thin ice Where unskilled skaters cut figure-eight twice That's sixteen, uncut, direct from the cold Head on a soul
by it. * Words sometimes don't seem to mean much; Of anyone we've used more that most. Feelings from the heart that have been distorted and mocked,
what I had vision for us Lots of trust, and a crib worth a couple million plus So what if I got a pass, labelled a dirt bag By the minute, hearts I broken
Mer De Noms 1: The Hollow Run desire run Sexual being Run him like a blade To and through the heart No conscience One Motive Cater to the hollow Screaming
On a man made lake, there's a sheet of thin ice Where unskilled skaters, couldn't figure eight twice At sixteen uncut, direct from the cult Head on assault
not being touched by it. * Words sometimes don't seem to mean much; Of anyone we've used more that most. Feelings from the heart that have been distorted
and heart So loss ain?t bad I?m trading processing for sleep So it don?t seem sad that I?m losing you Blotch the face, blood vessels Broken heart and
about to explode with hatred They killin for pennies, knahmsayin? Peace to the Gods, we got a heavy job... yo, yo Trouble follows behind a wicked mind, 20/20 vision
rode in Taught and saucy from the facelift Beaming her made for this little while smile Tall as a tale, legs long as a lie Cross my heart and hope to
to explode with hatred They killin for pennies, knahmsayin? Peace to the Gods, we got a heavy job... yo, yo Trouble follows behind a wicked mind, 20/20 vision
but not being touched by it. * Words sometimes don't seem to mean much; Of anyone we've used more that most. Feelings from the heart that have been
