She'll get through this And she'll find a better way Remember his Happy violent times Destructive links To anger and drink And someone needs to tell
(These eyes are burning through the walls) My wings are like a, my wings are like a shield of steel (Deflecting any death rays from a girl) Purple Y-
I have a big nose now and Then which you made An empty wallet And a rusty razor blade Bubble Bobble, Zelda's skeleton key Which snapped off Right in
There's blood in my water There's glass in my veins And I really don't think That you feel the same Feel the same (Chin up Chas At least you're not the
I need some small flowers to come and crack These concrete feet Life jackets, water wings, they cannot save me now I'm lonely Everybody's so fucking
You're my best friend That's the best thing that I've said And this one's for everyone who Can't see how anyone could lie "I love you, yes I do," and
I couldn't say I miss you, as much as I want to (I'll buy that boat) I couldn't say I miss you, as much as I want to (The red one with) I couldn't say
Sunshine stings my eyes And I'm missing you And it cuts like It cuts like knives This is not getting any easier Irrelevent stuff I should but I don't
Head down pretending Like you've never seen them An old street called Withdraw and you walk on Everything's a pound Everything's too loud When I try
Scarred elbows and a brain A lot less pungent but eventually it smells the same Of out-of-date normality A best before performance which I needed It'
Face down Is where I find myself Face down Face down is where I find myself Stronger than ever Might snap at any time Rest your head, it's over It's
Ok, Folgendes: Es gibt 100.000 Frauen, denen ist alles zuzutrauen, doch ich sag no, nananano... Es gibt 50.000 Weiber, die haben einwandfreie Leiber
Here is London, giddy of London Is it home of the free - Or what ? Can you squeeze me Into an empty page of your diary And psychologically save
Non mi vedi mai nei film Son sempre quello che riprende Che la forchetta va a sinistra Te l' avro detto mille volte Che il vino rosso fa buon sangue
Ich lieb ne Friseuse. doch meine Mutter sagte ... Wofur hast du bloss das Abitur gemacht ? Aber sie riecht so gut, Mutter. Gar nicht wie du. Und sie
What a shame, what a shame, what a shame The shape my hair is in It's way too humid, today, my head, it ain't no friend If I was seen out, I'd have me