It was my blood Not many have lasted
Boot Camp's the way of life for a loner like
inside of him a boy looks up to his father
All the words of wisdom sound the same
s?? fatta du vad jag sa.
We fightin' in the spotlight
Or thorns compose so rich a crown
Yes, and here, right here
But I can't give up on you, no no
But it sure as hell doesn't show.
Manchmal tr?T¥gt schon fr??h am Morgen, der Tag ei
You got a copy on me Pig Pen C'mon
And it's tearing you apart
That makes me want to
Your rhymes are jokes like Dangerfield's
i been blown around so long, don't know which
Your pouring your love into a bottomless pit
All dressed in black, he won't be comin'
I will never pass for a perfect bride
Fui fregu??s e n??o pude pagar
See the mirror it doesn't lie
OO?ÔÇ£ Paz Uni??o
(scratching: Check this out... X4)
They were lookin' for the colour of gold
im Aschenbecher liegt deine Schachtel Zigaretten
schau dir nur einmal das Wochenende an
You send your lover off to China
Would that be my fault
I'm talking, I keep on talking about a girl.