Not ready to stop
Neither are you
If we all dress like Liberace
The day I stop
Realmente agora sei o que ?Tę ter algu?Tęm
I reach out for your hand,
Another empty
Lose your heart
But I always drift on back to you.
que la felicidad quiso encontrar
Der Winter war der Reinfall des Jahrhunderts
This 4 4 auto mag you don't deserve this shit
They would not tell who healed
Now everything is destroyed
And the homies I grew up with
I have to go ahead, I want to elevate
The onion got murdered, the day was the sabbath
Wild horses couldn't make me stay away.
se mescolato all'alcool
Flying over to the Golden State;
It's hard to do - too hard to take - I'm
Society has got her down and she wants to run wild
That tore the heavens free