anymore and i cana??t erase this anymore i hear you crying i feel like dying and i cana??t take this anymore and i cana??t erase this anymore i hear
Tercüme: Toprak. Artık.
Curl up tight into a ball, curl my body against the soil Staring up here, at the cathedral wall I will sleep tonight, be a baby, forget it all, be a baby
books and his notes All his books and his notes and all the junk that he wrote The whole fuckin' lot right up in smoke Ain't there nothin' sacred anymore
hidden in a kiss Ah, to think we can find happiness that's the greatest mistake there is There is nothing left to cling to babe There is nothing left to soil
all the worlds Try not to get it anymore, try not to get it anymore Try not to get it anymore, try not to get it anymore
same Starting now, I wish you never came into my world It's my world, it's not ours anymore It's my world, it's my world It's not ours anymore, anymore
is the last song, 'til you tell me other wise And it's because I just don't feel it anymore It should be our time this fertile youth's black soil is
anymore So you couldn't find a place In your heart to put her So this pocket of soil will have to do It's none of your business Who she feels anymore
by ghoulish hordes, monks castrated with razor-sharp swords Graves re-opening and taking in the whole bastard brood of the Nazarene We look about, not one soul anymore
Melting hands, as in fear they've ruled But will not anymore Determination now only a coagulating fluid Burning it's paths down the sad soil Clouds pregnant
lame As it goes The syrup fills my eyes The days faces fade to black And I don't feel And I can't fight For my home anymore Anymore And I return to
been that I am not your friend anymore my arrow head dissertation(?) when narrow bed sleepers occupy the basement and I am not your friend anymore come
. Once he strode down the aisle with a wedding gown on an arm's length. His bride-not-to-be (anymore) in the soil right outside. The youngster tells about
matter anymore 'Cause I can't control my bladder anymore Well, I guess it all depends (Undergarments) Well, I guess it all depends (Undergarments) Step back in the light No more soiled
it is so cold down here, Heaven's lakes keep me captive A cell from where light has been banished Here am I no human being anymore, here am I an angel
life, you've won your wars And still you let yourself forget As if it's thirty years before Prisoner of war, prisoner of war Though you're not held on foreign soil anymore
Desperado always drinkin' out the bottle Young hyena with the HK hollow point staple spray Turf tight, soil block warrior from the avenue Mean muggin'
