seven eight There ain't much to love and there's plenty to hate I never fall asleep at night I never get the chance My thoughts won't stop spinning
, that They're here right now, yeah I wasn't meant to feel this I wasn't meant to feel this I wasn't meant to feel this way I wasn't meant to feel this
can hear Don't go there, don't go there You really shouldn't go there It's a source of Texas pride Hell, John Wayne died inside Don't go there, don
baby thats when we kiss andkiss and we kiss some more don't ask how many times we've kissed cause at a time like this who keeps score I don't care if the sun don't
back of my head Now I don't know, and I don't care if I ever will see you again I don't know and I don't care if I ever will be there Do you eat, sleep
survived another year i wonder where i'm going from where i'm at i wonder why i'm still here. the writing on the subway walls reminds me why your words don't
mistake Take my word for what it's worth Life at a stand still not one second passes And in the asphalt I see a best friend (Crashing through the window) Don't
right for you 'Cause I can't fall asleep to a lullaby And I miss you so much I don't wanna cry, you are why I love you, oo-oo-oo, you don't know
lost my heart, my home is the ocean. The waves underneath will soon be my home. I will fall asleep. I'll close my eyes and dream of days when I wasn't
Ahora que te tengo para mi Que el tiempo ya no pasa por aqui Recuerdo Cuantas veces te pedi hacerlo. Ahora que estas a 1 cm. de mi Repaso tu cuerpo por
vaincu VoilA pourquoi mon frere tu m'as pas encore convaincu ! Refrain : T'endors pas, reveilles-toi, parce que tu tiens ton destin T'endors pas, comme
le temps long ton sourire me poursuit Appelle-moi, je suis loin et je t'aime rappelle-toi, raconte-moi tes fous rires tes problemes je suis la. Photos de toi eparpillees pour t
right now...yeah I wasn't meant to feel this... I wasn't meant to feel this... I wasn't meant to feel this way I wasn't meant to feel this... ...
wheel A magical moment Is it too much of a good thing Recycled in memory was It too much of a good thing Why can't you remember Is it too much of a good
Traducció: Amèrica. No es pot dormir una cançó de bressol.