Ich weiss nur wo ich weiterhin bleibe Weiss nur wo ich scheinbar immer war Ich weiss nur, dass ich noch hier bleibe Weiss nur, dass ich wohl immer hier
Hay veces que no tengo ganas de verte Hay veces que no quiero ni tocarte Hay veces que quisiera matarte en un grito Y olvidarme de esa imagen tuya Pero
Thick as thieves the last of leaves In the winter sun Holding fast this freezing branch Is home to us Step, step right over the line And onto borrowed
Stitch in your knitted brow And you don't know how You're gonna get it out Crushed under heavy chest Tryna? catch your breath But it always beats you
Liar, liar, you?re such a great big liar With the tallest tales that I have ever heard Fire, fire, you set my soul on fire Laughing in the corner as it
Something's causing fear to fly Rising like a dark night in silence Traveling slow with broken boats Heading for the sky and I?m an island I watched
He and I, it's somethin' beautiful But so dysfunctional, it couldn't last Loved him so but I let him go ?Cause I knew he'd never love me back Such pain
Don't know what to do anymore I've lost the only love worth fighting for And I'll drown in my tears, don't they see? And that would show you, that would
The paths have been crossed The crumbs are gone and the way, and the way is lost Melancholy phantoms eye our skins And poisoned apples falling with the
We stood so tall, we caught a plane By the wing and held it safe Until we found it a place to land We laid across the ocean wide Bridged the gap in record
?Help me out?, said the minnow to the trout ?I was lost and found myself swimming in your mouth Oh, help me, chief, I've got plans for you and me I swear
It's one hundred and nine degrees In this crowded room, no room to breathe With walls as cold as a gallery This is no place for me Such hard faces set
Running the race like a mouse in a cage Getting nowhere but I?m trying Forging ahead but I?m stuck in the bed That I made so I?m lying But if you keep
One, two, three Counting out the signs we see The tall buildings Fading in the distance Only dots on a map Four, five, six The two of us, a perfect fit
Your fingertips across my skin The palm trees swaying in the wind, images You sang me Spanish lullabies The sweetest sadness in your eyes, clever trick
Come on, come out, the weather is warm Come on, come out, said come on, come on A spot in the shade where oranges fall The spot in the shade away from
Life is made out of cells Cells make copies of themselves And they make copies of themselves And they make copies of themselves Different cells have
tears are not enough to change a system, do we want an equal race for education, shop, buy, comsume, this is what we teach our children to look up to,