All over, all over Here?s a song that has never been laid out Among the whispers on a bed of a cold town I?m on job within hearing all night Come on
Time to call the roll I am up the wall join this electronic ship of fools I am on your side I?ll give you a ride seems much better than being cool we
If you think that they didn't go crazy in tv rooms, then it?s time to wake them If you think that they didn't go lazy you gonna call them, someone?s
Far away so far away looking for a friend of mine mi han detto che forse poteva aiutarmi lei cerco cindy'76 cinzia non sta piu qui e andata e andata
You are always wishing people good luck and telling them about their mistakes and it seems you criticise me too You?d be done the same You?d be done
Da nessuna parte si arriva da nessuna parte arriva quello che hai cercato perche se fino a ieri ti serviva oggi e un'altra sfida adesso tu che mi guardi
Take my eyes and make them blow up (Grazie a fokina87 per questo testo)
The city is your club
Talk in a wisper your voice is my skin inner reactions can do no more Into the picture your voice is the song inner reactions can do no more Dreaming
Mark me absent I have a drowned out blank Pray as broken down in a square Eyes up to see and not to share Everyday my eyes has to stare at the world.
New selection at the start the Connection plays it hard Mind the music, track the crowd the reflection of the sound No protection, start the night
They call you h.e.r.o.i.n. I talk about you like it?s a drug I call you h.e.r.o.i.n. cause it will eases the pain till it?s numb I got a taste, my love
Milano solo andata il blu mi rincorreva nei ricordi miei ed ora sono soli e le mie dita piu strette non li contengono e roba che ricopre tutti i passaggi
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Has another mile really flowed by Feel alone There is no way to convey all my pain To heal Has another mile really flowed by There is no way to convey
I had to aim low Under the sun she was I never tried I had to aim low Under the rain she was I never tried I had to aim low Under my skin she was but
You feel stoned Fighting your way through the crowd Talking loud to everyone ?Tell me who I am? Matters of great consequence Plans with lack of consistence
(by Perturbazione) E' un fiore di vent'anni e tu non l'hai capito E' un sogno divertente e tu sarai il mattino Le frasi che ti dice hanno gli occhi