Fordítás: Hatóságilag Tilos. Unalmas Vagy!.
It's tasty, it's like a cupcake It's cotton candy, it melts in your mouth And lately I been gettin' hunger pains When you lick your lips while you check
Mistress of the mind Take me where the air is clean Ignorance is kind Emerald and evergreen 30 days September Year of miracle and grief Through the haze
Leave your parcel at the front door And run away like you did before Blister, blister, blister Let's consider a change of scenery It's getting boring
She would spend another afternoon drinking wine Sitting on your door, just wasting time Talking about the way it used to be So much better Or another
Shot in the dark I'll wait for your Dull gold heart I'll wait Must give it away Laid to rest Save themselves Please Promise me now All your love You
Saturday night, we look alright We're going out boring Paris, France London town NYC, boring Nothing thrills us anymore No one kills us anymore Life
I came across a cache of old photos And invitations to teenage parties "Dress in white" one said with quotations From someone's wife, a famous writer
Come and take a look at what I got inside Steppin' up to me will make you question your mind So step up step up and eat a piece of your pride Even the
Should'a Stayed In Bed All Day Today Watched Neighbors And Home & Away Instead We Had To Go To School It 'Aint Fair, It 'Aint Kewl... Chorus #1 School
mama's little baby likes fear and torture mama's little darling likes violent sex she thinks she's queen victoria ridin' the pony express oh no trouble
ich sitze auf meinem Stuhl und ich schauen aus dem Fenster und ich stell mir wieder mal die alten Fragen wo komm ich her, wo geh ich hin und wie viel
I don't make everyone happy But it's okay (It's okay) And it's okay (It's okay) I've been through this before It's nothing new (It's nothing new) It's
One mistake in a subtle way Like I'm walking again, all on me Step slowly, you know that you fall between Dark places, what a simple web we weave We'
Just talked to this Girl who used to live On my street After all these years You're here and you remember me. She said her old boyfriend packed
Words trailing off the banality Gripping nonsense the weather sucks I couldn't care less about your fucked up car Me throwing up on your nicely pressed
You don't need nothin' And I know that you won't even try Don't wait for me to help you It's too late for any of my advice No trust All I got is lies
She creeps into my head So many mornings What am I supposed to do When life gets boring? This fixation with her It goes much deeper Than just a photograph