our love's not broken Every flight that we plan ahead Look to the skies for the words that I've said Still hoping that our world's not broken So tonight
've been heaven and i've been to hell, and i hate to say the second one is where i fell into category my life is no sweet fairy tale story. and texas
Pull the covers back over our heads the sun is shining through blaring down on you at this rate we're better off dead at this rate we're better off
翻訳: テキサス州. 壊れた.
翻訳: 壊れた. テキサス州の緊急ホットライン.
love's not broken Every flight that we plan ahead Look to the skies for the words that I've said Still hoping, that our world's not broken So tonight
our love's not broken Every flight that we plan ahead Look to the skies for the words that I've said Still hoping, that our world's not broken So tonight
ve been heaven and i've been to hell, and i hate to say the second one is where i fell into category my life is no sweet fairy tale story. and texas
Hopelessness won't fade away You're on your own Head from a broken promise Held you back It held you back (A promise is broken) I can't take this any
broken heart Oh I wish I could call and say I'm sorry But there's nobody sittin' by the phone You know she meant it when she told me that she loved me And Texas
no broken heart I wish, I could call and say I'm sorry But there's nobody sitting by the phone You know she meant it When she told me that she loved me But Texas
feel it still It's a day I can't forget and never will And I hear her voice on the winds of Abilene She used to call me Texas and I called her Norma
no option but to move forward We'll have to set up our own distribution, manufacturing Run a totally independent organization and operation We still got our connections in Texas
broken, I'm goin' up in smoke If you breathe my toke I'm guaranteein' you choke And I'm chosen to testify the masses Wear dark glasses like the cops in Texas
my rules Boo and you gon' stay high May I, answer yo 'Third Question' like A.I. Say, "Hi", to my niggaz left in the slammer From St. Louis to Memphis, from Texas
can feel warm in these cold ass L.A. streets Now hook ya nigga wit some L.A. freaks, baby It's Friday night Straight sellin' with my Texas G Stayin'
