Windy old head I sang along with the words that she said Happy and bad "Where goes the time?" She asked me once Oh and if you don't mind Give back my
There's nothing that I wouldn't do if you'd only ask me to leave Like a cold casanova in the bedroom of a cynical thief Honestly, honestly, won't you
Should you always be a mystery I'd be lost in daydreams constantly Out of reach, strung out like yesterday Close your eyes and watch me drift away.
CUIZINIER Les heures se transforment en minutes, Les minutes en secondes, Les secondes en dixiemes, Et les annees en saisons, Les paves en maisons
I'm having dreams about you I wanna scream about you I'm having dreams about you I wanna scream about you Everything you've done You were the girl who
code of silence that we don't dare speak There's a wall between and the river's deep We keep pretending that there's nothing wrong But there's a code
*These are the People of the Longhouse These are the People that you tried to break These are the People of the Pines Who Follow the Code of Handsome
I've got hoes (I've got hoes) In different area codes, area codes (Area, codes) Hoes (Hoes,hoes) In different area codes, area codes (Area, codes) Now
If you don't see we're all made of codes Deciphering is the game we're all in If you don't see we're all made of codes Deciphering is the game we're
die, you'd die You would die, you'd die, you'd die To the deepest part Of the human heart The fear of death expands Till we crack the code We have
Death data entry, ant hill law Encoded arc, our common cause Drink liquid clocks till I see God Crystal display, can't turn it off Shh don't talk, don
gotta run with a crew 'Cause when I step upon the scene everybody's gettin' petrol No matter what the color (What's up?) I'm gettin' sweated for my dress code
I'm a sailor peg And I've lost my leg I've climbed up the top sails I've lost my leg I'm shipping up to Boston I'm shipping up to Boston I'm shipping
to blame Pop this bottle passing out rose (Ita??s to many girls, VIP is going crazy) Like race cars, we stopping them Like Cop cars (Code Red x3) Ita??s a code
was on, know what I'm sayin'? Every thing was lovely but then What the damn, my girlfriend walked in Oh my goodness, danger, trouble, dread Oh, I'm dead, mayday code
I never got along with the girls at my school Filling me up with all their morals and their rules They'd pile all their problems on my head I'd rather
you go on hiding your pain Baby, Baby, the tears on your pillow are real You can't go on pretending to me when I see the pain that you feel A code of
I'm wishing you a well...mind at peace within yourself... Covers up I cast you off...I'll be watching as you breathe.... I'd lie still you move I'