With the choir of the dead -- John Myung
Those bastard doctors are gonna pay somebody take me lead me away Molotov cocktail,the local drink Na promaji +¿ar malak+íe...
no me interesa empezar a pensar
c"uva svoju ogradu
What you thought
I wanna go back there (say you care)
I wish they would go away.
Just watching smiles turn into frowns
treba da se hoda po ulicama
But that's all in a dream that's been over for years
Listen to me little creep, ......that's it, I quit.
and he will reign over the house of David forever
Mais je navigue en eaux troubles
You're still a heck of a singer but a broken man
presence, hinting at pale sightings
How do I make you see that I'm going out of my mind
And every time
Or what you are oh
Baby, please, please, please