while most kids lives consist of shine and glisin Fly with me and I will be your wings
Here we are, alone in my car and I can feel your temperature rising No illusion, just mass confusion Este camino no tiene final, And now my heart is falling apart
The way we know, it wasn't meant to be.
Sometimes you dream, sometimes it seems
The parts all function but the fuse is lit
Cause there really is no choice to make
Say somethin to them, and run right through them
Strippin the fuck up out of some willow
You gonna burn it out to the wick
Flouncy,
There's no place I'd rather be,
in a pina butta guts is a must
van de bergen?
That a gat will make any nigga civilised.
angry heart. But anger not enough.
Know what I'm sayin?
Uhh, March and September, that's quite a ways 40 - 40?
Nee, hij is geen adonis
Never should have let you go
sit, in flight we
turaselli pumppua tahistaa
A este desbordado antojo,
+ù hon som sitter mittemot mej
You better believe that I, I know some moves that we've got to try