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Kostymen den skaver och jag har inte duschat Idag r igr och idag ska jag sitta kvar Jag fuskade med mina svar Den svarta kostymen ska av Kostymen r inte
(Bayou Polkaal/Al Rapone/Ned. tekst Jack Poels) loep nar d'n tap toe Lei nim wat te zoepe mei loep nar d'n tap toe anders is d'n tap toe loep nar d'n
Sa tetnet taken til sist Sa vandrer vi endelig til Dodheimsgard. Tilvaerelsens morkeste elementer har stenket jorden med en gravskjendig ild. Jaget av
Tercüme: Morbid Angel. Nar Mattaru.
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fin chea parla penso che 'a xe proprio bea se vardemo, mi la baxo, non go proprio resistio te go tradio, te go tradio Rit: Desso ti non sta 'nar via
Yeah nega I'm going rep this motherfucking No Limit to I D.I.E Check this out nigga I could gave a FUCK what a nigga gotta say about me I could gave a
I was born in a flatland, USA And all my dreams led me to L.A. Another chase of rags to riches I learned to throw some fancy pitches I found out what
You are far, when I could have been your star You listened to people, who scares you to death And from my heart Strange that you were strong enough to
(Verse 1} I remember when you filled my heart with joy was I blind to the truth just there to fill the space 'cause now you have no interest in anything
She says that love Can turn friends into fools Make 'em easy prey Yeah, well, I feel like bending her rules I don't want to deceive her Want to make
I pity the fool, I said, ?I pity the fool? I pity the fool, I said, ?I pity the fool That falls in love with you and expects you be true" Oh, I pity the
Drop 2 Fast, drop 2 Furious I'm too fast for y'all, mayn Drop 2 Fast, drop 2 Furious Oh, I'm too fast for y'all, mayn Ah, you just came home from doin
The tears I cried for you could fill an ocean But you don't care how many tears I cry And though you only lead me on and hurt me I couldn't bring myself
Para no hacer de mi cono pedazos para salvarme entre nicos e impares para cederme un lugar en su parnaso para darme un rinconcito en sus altares Me vienen
My makeup is dry and it clags 'round my chin I'm drowning my sorrows in whiskey and gin The lion tamers whip doesn't crack anymore The lions they won'