We're vulnerable We're sensitive And we're complicated people too So many people rolled into one We contain so much So much creativity, so much energy
[Chorus] Why you lookin' like that? Stop lookin' like that Stop lookin' at my dog, lookin' at my dog That'll get you fucked up Why you lookin' like that
You chase in the rat race And you always feel so hollow You marry because it's expected of you And it only makes you feel more lonely But still you look
One Chance What's happenin'? Oh Fabo What's happenin'? Us, us, us, us, us, us (What's happenin'?) Look at her Look at her What's happenin'? (Look at
A worn old suitcase so what if it's broken, holding all weight for me the weight of me and i need it like a friend needs me for a friend so I'll turn
As far as I can tell We're near the end I know the feeling well So don't pretend Another night alone You're in my dreams Say it isn't so And never leave
Llevo ya dos noches sin dormir Llevo mas de dos dias sin salir ?Por que no llamas? La vida es algo mas que pelear Asi nunca se llega a un buen final
It never crossed my mind Who was going to be there for me to hold and touch Like I do, oooh It never mattered much I never thought I'd care I wasn't looking
All those times we spent together All the love I had I gave to you Sitting on a park bench in the autumn Holding hands under a cloudless sky Happiness
Got my hands on a little bit of dough So I went to the grocery store And got some steaks to go Went by and picked up my gal, Teddi Jo We had ourselves
. (Spike-e) crotched in the back of a blacked out car with the rhythm rolling upon the speaker, chromed out alloys and a lower bumper. twin exhaust and a private
Love, love isn?t always Love, the way that we mean Just like you are right now is all, all that I need Let?s start over, don?t be afraid cause I won
J'ai longtemps contemple Tibias, perones Au ras des rez-de-chaussee Ces cites immenses Ou je ne rutilais pas J'arpentais des tapis de braise Je suis pas
that I gave you my best, but you blew it You threw it back at me You can't have the rest 'Cos that's Private Property No I won't look back I won't look
Der Werkstattmeister kommt kopfschuttelnd auf mich zu. Sagt, da kann ich nichts mehr machen, tut mir leid. Ich streich dir sanft uber die Motorhaube und
Hypnotic voices lull us to sleep, under watchful eyes We continue to believe the hoax to believe the Echoes that tell us we sleep alone
Lucciole sul confine anche se ci teniamo per mano e come se ci sentissimo perduti e soli conosci una preghiera facile da ricordare affinche io possa continuare
