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you ask yourself instead I know I'm wrong and I'll go on but now its time to clear my head Your arrogance pushed me over the edge so I took my trumpet
lonely stage with no one to entertain And when I think of all the shows And all the friends we got to know I feel a lump inside my throat Or maybe I'
i hate you) Ewww Satan i jus cant stand you. I rebuke you and see what your tryin to do so i wrote this song for you. ( yes you cuz i hate you) I hate
where I reside Taunting death sounds cadavers in pain Judging my soul I am not his son Screaming God's name I want some more You love to hate me But
I've loved and everything I've been Oh God I loved you I should've killed you when I had the chance I cut you up and I'll stick the knife in I swear
Falls du in stillen Momenten ob deines Verstandes in Zweifeln versinkst warum du dein kostbares Leben mit einem Idioten wie mir verbringst, der alles
She was the meanest cat in old Chicago town. She was the meanest cat, she really moved them down. She had no heart at all, no no no heart at all. She
off and try again Dust yourself off and try again, try again (and again) I?m in to you You into me But I can?t let it go So easily Not till I see Whether
Wie weit mag es sein bis zum Horizont? Diese Frage will ich euch beantworten. Steh ich auf der Welt, meines Blickes Strahl trifft die Erde als Tangente
Ich hasse C-Dur, F-Dur, G-Moll, und auch von Dis habe ich die Schnauze voll. Alle Akkorde, die graden und die schragen; Akzente, Crescendi und Haltebogen
Ich bin bin scheu und unauffallig Weniger witzig doch gesellig Ich gebe mich nicht selbstbewusst Und hab kein Feuer in der Brust Bin ich in der Offentlichkeit
much pain forger the shadows i hit the closure tearing out the stitches leaving the holes behind i don't see shit in yesterday i just say fuck it to
it all seems so contagious Not to be yourself and faceless In a song that has no soul I remember feeling low And I remember losing hope And I remember
i really hated being on the bottom, up, up in that third wall (third wall), I would write songs (write songs), about the day when I could turn the lights on, never thought I