Another head hangs lowly Child is slowly taken And the violence cause of silence Who are we mistaken? But you see, it's not me, it's not my family In
Somebody cried the death of culture Somebody spit in a little boy's face Somebody said you robbed my homeland Somebody got the wrong impression So we
I hear people talkin' bad About the way we have to live here in this country Harpin' on the wars we fight An' gripin' 'bout the way things oughta be
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(Lulu Santos - Waly Salomao) Assaltaram a gramatica Assassinaram a logica Meteram poesia na bagunca do dia-a-dia Sequestraram a fonetica Violentaram a
i can't begin to explain how we disassemble the parts and frame baby it's the same late morning the same no show it's the same fucking habits i guess
When the daylight comes Do you feel it? Leave your bag of bones Underneath your bed Everything is as It should be I'm leaving now As I should be No way
Here it comes The unavoidable sun weighs my head And what the hell have I done? And you know I don't remember a thing I don't remember A thing So I'm
[TOM:] Run, whirlwind run Further and further away Into the sun In, 20 minutes Everyone will remember you when you're gone And your heart, is a stone
We're only young and naive still We require certain skill The mood it changes like the wind Hard to control when it begins The bittersweet between my
I don't remember the first time But I think I'll survive Probably there not to try to wake up because it feeds it 'gain keeps it alive There's specific
I am weary From a love that games I'm not hearing Any other way Shut my eyes Head rests on my hands Quietly Hiding once again Jilted lover Sleeping
[ALISSA:] All the lights go down as I crawl into the spaces If I died on the screens Life tearing at the seams Way-yay-yay-yay-yay I don't ever wanna
Frighten me with desolation You and I, we both agree Better off without the tension Eyes can see, eyes can see what we can't be Take these stones Now
All of my dreams, tear at the seams Frayed, all over the place Thought it was good, everything where it should Be, around me All that depends, on where
Anunciaron Un Knockout Se Dieron Con El Pavimento Le Meto Bonito Negativo Y Violento Cuidaooo Respeta Mi Acento Dame Un Call Con Gusto Vuelvo Y Te Presento Agresivo
Feudin' and fussin' and a-fightin,' Sometimes it gets to be excitin,' Don't like them ornery neighbors down by the creek, We'll be plumb out of neighbors
Yeah, [Incomprehensible] This is that Paris Hilton [Incomprehensible] Thong Production Yo, this gurl is so hot, so sexy Every time I turn around, the
