that I don?t have much to say Looking at those photographs I cant? see who?s right or wrong I was your second hand And you were just my temporary one (Thanks to AM
Vertaling: Is Project. Tydelike Een.
ain't no one person That everybody else in the world Hates or wants to die Sometimes I do think it's me Like I'm in a fight simulator And I am crushing
am gone For now I am gone, for now I am gone (Gone) For now I am gone, for now I am, gone (For now I am gone) For now I am gone, for now I am gone (
now I am gone Gone, for now I am gone [x's 2] (For now I am gone, for now I am gone, for now I am gone, for now I am..gone [x's 2]) [Krayzie Bone] When
don't sport 'em 'cause she love her pumps. Give my love to no one else. kiss that cookie 'til it melt. I am going underwater... Michael Phelps! Do it '
die tonight And why do I want to ride with The prince whose alleged horse is white? Because when we ride together Our lives are cloaked forever Happiness is temporary
wall I'll sell 'em to their enemies I'm tryin' to feed my soul with thought Gonna sleep off the rest of the day Sometimes no one wants what we got Sometimes
Eyes of perfect ivory Match the sweetest lengths of her neck I am but a stain to such holy fabrics Darwin's proposals bouncing back from colored glass
?ve gotten old? Will our lives become too stressful If I?m never that successful? When I get so worn and wrinkly That I look like David Brinkley Am I crazy? Am I dreamin'? Am
sits on the edge of the world When the cameras start to roll Panoramic viewpoints resurrect the killing fold Your father drains another beer he's one
Living on my own, thinking of myself Castles in the sand, temporary wealth Now the walls are falling down Now the storms are closing in And here I am
keeping touching you like this If its just temporary bliss Just temporary bliss I'm your one and only, only when you're lonely (Na-na-na-na na-na-na-na) x2 I'm your one
you'd say all of the right things without a clue But you'd save the best for last like I'm the one for you You should know that you're just a temporary
average nine to five Wouldn't pour the decaf, couldn't stand the politics I'd do it all again money don't make me who I am Who I am I wasn't blessed
one directional With extreme persistance As the laughter dies... Dead end? I am the one who takes the bow infront of those Gratefully pushed off and stored away Suffering from withdrawal I am
called your son Is this to be my end? Daddy, here I am Here I am again Curse this morning sun, drags me in to one more day Of reaping what I've sown
