Me dejaste por un malnacido, no debi consentirlo jamas, si le hubiera matado alli mismo, odiarias haberme conocido, no me podrias perdonar. Se que no
Innocence has no resistance against a wicked counselor such as I. You won't make it out. Shall I lead you to my parlor, poison offers disguised, in just
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He is hater of the rotten earth He is the nova that will drape the sky in woe We drink from his poisoned water He is lord of those who dwell bound in
Early in the morning I feel my pillow, I listen to the soundless phone. My thighs are sweaty, freezing inside, Our bed's empty as ever. What a bastard
Recorded live at new york's fillmore east, 6 june 1971 Scumbag, scumbag, Scumbag, scumbag. Scumbag, yeah! scumbag, Scumbag, scumbag, ho! Scumbag,
Farid Bang: Deine Ma fick ich jetzt in dein Bett und komm zu fruh, denn ich bin King of Rap, fur immer Chef und komm zur fruh' in deine Wohnung rein,
Tu te crees que es normal que a las tres de la manana me levantes? tu te crees que ese tio tiene derecho a decirme lo que tengo que hacer? Y yo no
You come around every now and then Your clothes are different, but you're still the same Why else would you come here? Scumbag on a mission You're telling
Split lips and caught restless Broken hands, broken nose Sweat soaked and salt stained The threads of our clothes Relationships tested Broken hands
Comienza mi jornada cuando sale el sol Tengo 12 anos, vivo en la desolacion aca en otra dimension Mis pequenas manos son la produccion de miles de juguetes
Non si puo andare in giro in volo e mai con il metro avere un bel conto in banca per rilassarsi un po comprare 10 case sparse in tutto il mondo no.. non
[Music & lyrics: Anders] Nar verkligheten knackar pa din dorr Ska du da sta dar som en javla idiot? Ar du beredd att sta for ditt liv Ett skitliv som