I loved you, you're all that I wanted then I watched you, turn into someone else Well I'm sick of the fighting, I'm sick of just blaming myself Well
Corre perro come mierda This is what you get now You think that you can get away You little pig Corre perro come mierda This is what you get now You
Te amo, I hate you You always think that you are right Everything you ever promised to not do, you did You fucked me up so just admit it You are just
Why do you tell me all these lies? I just want to live my life I don't want to leave my dreams behind Tell me Why am I only getting older? My patience
You think you're so right You think you know that You think you know this You think you know everything You take advantage You take for granted You think
Sometimes I feel like The world is looking over my shoulder I don't know why But I feel my patience getting shorter I don't want to know I don't want
I cannot justify your envy But I will be understanding when you stay Then I will satisfy you in every But I'm not feeling coherent when you say When
I'm feeling like I don't belong I remember when we spoke back then I was cold and insincere I was just nineteen and so naive And didn't care what you
I feel fine and I can smile But I feel the anger coming It's underneath, I don't know why It's always overflowing It's a constant fight deep inside And
Right now Inside this capsule Your air will be an enemy instead of me Your answers and your reasons And why you breathe faster Is because inside You
Turn me up in the headphones a little, I want everybody to hear this shit Chorus This is my confession, you can take time to listen or turn your back
Listen up This is confession This machine motion is sure to break my heart Listen up This is confession Recorded music sticks in the throat of God.
By now you should find your mouth By now you should call me We can work it out I fallow it until the end of concession "A falling out" I heard from them
Lord, Lord, Christ, You've been sacrificed Crucified, sanctified, glorified, braised Lord, Lord, God, You've been sacrificed Bilified, demonised, mortified
STUDENTS We're doing time in confession It's a sacrament of oppression We have no need for forgiveness Because our shit's none of his business KYRA
Je ne sais pas pourquoi mon corps bascule, les batiments devant moi = ont un effet de recul. Je ne touche plus le sol, mes pieds ont quitte = terre.
Ooh, ooh, if I, if I gave Gave u my heart And my soul to you Oh, then I, I would have Nothing to give Let you've given me So I pray to you Lord That
Es beginnt jeden Morgen es klingelt um Sieben Der Wecker und ich bleiben erstmal schon liegen Ich bin immer zu spat und im Sport zweite Wahl Darum