: Hay de bajona, to reventao, por fin llego al kely y todavia estoy morao, me echo en el catre, pongo la radio, aki no kien dueerma con el puto vecindario
Soy un plomazo un plomazo de grupo, quiero parecerme a Vetusta Morla lo peor del cupo. Pez de Plomo plomazo de grupo soy mas malo que el tio del cachirulo
Hay de bajona, to reventao, por fin llego al kely y todavia estoy morao, me echo en el catre, pongo la radio, aki no kien dueerma con el puto vecindario
It's 10'o'clock on a Wednesday night. I'm feeling kinda stressed out from the job and flight. I never knew I was down that road. Thinking about it makes
You know it only breaks my heart To see you standing in the dark alone Waiting there for me to come back I'm too afraid to show It's coming over you
Lost and alone I'm out of the stone ?? this process everyday Nothings my own The dreams that I've grown I won't control and throw away I need to make
Listen, children, to a story That was written long ago About a Kingdom on a mountain And a valley folk down below On the mountain was a treasure Buried
I'll tell you a story, if you promise you'll [listen]. in a few hours i've seen you lose faith in [everyone] loses so tragic there seems to be no way
just let the cold air cool you. let your feelings turn to waste. lets clear our minds. collect your thoughts and open your eyes. let me expose you wipe
the cameras on cut all the lights, and kill the sound. ive held my tongue too many times before. right here and now. theres only one thing left to do
as we descend. as for what awaits us we have no clue. or if we'll stand on our own two feet again. . if this song should be my last. then ill make it
Come with me and let's go wander Far beyond the wild, blue yonder Out where stars roam free Though the journey's far from breezy Stick with me, I'll make
Once in a town in the black forest a little white toy-shop stood. And the little tin soldier with only one leg lived in a castle of wood. And across the
I have seen my last tomorrow I am holding my last breath Goodbye, sweet world of sorrow My new life begins with death I am standing on the mountain I
One, two, three I have seen my last tomorrow I am holding my last breath Goodbye world, sweet world of sorrow My new life begins with death I am standing
Where I lead me, I will travel Where I need me, I will call me I'm no fool, I'll be ready, God knows I will be And in the meantime make a little money
God lead your soul to them All way past the rain Like when I was a song in a man God lead your time to them All way past the planes Like when I was a
Marching alone like a good soldier does I?m setting sail with anchors holding me down Pack up my bags, stow them away Bidding farewell to all that is