Lo-co, at times j'imaginais de mon cocon

i could have made it better if i'd tried And sends it to the mother I'd disappear [Verse 2 - Evidence]

I'm getting sick of what they told me
You need someone there when the world isn't fair
men f+Şr det eksploderer
tip your hat hes the king of new york (how bout that i'm the king of new york)
Walked the big city streets of Manhattan
I am the one to blame
Just tell me
y el resto!
Whitehorse Back to Top
Find a place to stay
Slip through your fingers, you best hold on tight.
Longing for silence...
So nervous to say, tell me can't you see
I looked around, felt a chill in the air
Back home... where I belong
fate can't be questioned
men eg har altfor mye skatt
We got the spirit
Won't you surrender to me
I Cut myself again in the same old place
cuz I like the way you make me feel(boy i like the way you)
I'm not the type of girl
what I would give again, only if I...
Weiss nur, dass ich wohl immer hier war
rock cocaine yea just as I figured
damn i could have closed the door
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