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Ohhhhhhh hmmm
Oooooohhhhhhhhh
I cant remember why we fell apart
from somethhing that was so meant to be (yea yea)
forever was the promise in our hearts
now more and more i wonder where you are
((chorus))
Do i ever cross your mind
anytime
do you ever wake up reaching out for me
do i ever cross your mind
anytime
i mss you
I still have your pisture in a frame (mmhmm)
i hear your footsteps down the hall
i swear i hear your vioce driving me insane
how i wish that you would call to saaayyy-
((chorus))
Do i ever cross your mind
anytime
do you ever wake uo reachin out for me
do i ever cross your mind
anytime
i miss you
i miss you
i miss you
(whoaoaoaoao) lonelyness and heartache
(nooooo moooorrrreee) crying myself to sleep
(noooo ooooohh whooaaa) wonderin about tomorrow
Wont you come back to me
come back to me
ohhhh whoooaa ohh
((chorus 2x))
i miss you
((repeat to fade))
Inne utwory
Sleepin Would Yyou be here Aoling all our love Girlfriend Pretty young thing Bump that Ante up I beat you to it Dog Why i love u I need a girlfriend Something to say Damn Smile Losowe utwory
Behind these eyes and their colourful lustre
hides a place of shades and dim
By no winds dark clouds can be driven
My silent grief will never be heard
Come on and walk with me into reality
Dance with me untill my shadow sleeps
Feelings of sadness and betrayal
flowing...
When I said good morning,
I was lying,
I was truly thinking of,
How I might quit waking up,
He pointed out how selfish,
It would be kill myself,
So I keep waking up,
It feels so much like falling,
Dying while I wait to die,
The fear of something or nothing,
Lonely empty lie,
I don t want to be...
I put my best foot first and it got burnt
Communication always hurts
I got myself so deep inside a hole
I taste the air go thin as I get
Old... old... (I don t think so!)
As I get old... old... (I don...
Ludzie są jako szakale
Moralności nie ma wcale
Szczęście sprzyja bogatemu
A nieszczęście ubogiemu
Choćbyś gwałcił, choćbyś grzeszył
Choćbyś kogoś nożem przeszył
Choćbyś osrał dostojnika
Za pieniądze się wymigasz
Chwalcie potęgę pieniądza...
Biedny pójdzie raz na kurwy
Już...
Leaning out of the window
Breathing, my eyes wide open
Embracing this shaft of light
Feeling Frightened, timorously waiting
Hoping, for my rebirth to come
Striding for that open door
Black is the light, that sticks to my retina
Black is the light, that whispers of hope
Black is the light that haunts me
Another dawn, another stroke
The searing...