Yeah, you can do that Well, take a look at me now here Another sucker ruining the atmosphere It's gotta be the story of my life You know I'll mean from
...we colud see in the distance hundreds of men. their campsite illuminated by skin bound to stick. Like scarecrows: too tired to dance Too ashamed to
Huga, Huga Flame (x4) Non fare come noi, collassi prima o poi. Siamo pazzi in liberta. facce da Huga nella tua citta! (x2) Dydo 25 anni, vivo ancora
Pensa alle cazzate che fai, tutto quello che fai, che ho una brutta faccia, scavi dentro i miei guai tutto quello che sai che ho una brutta faccia. Pensa
Oversættelse: Flame. Hvad kan jeg gøre?.
Oversættelse: In Flames. Intet Face.
you came to light the fire I knew just what to bring You turn cold gray ashes into Hot burning flames You turn cold gray ashes into Hot burning flames
eternally And Marie's the name of his latest flame And Marie's the name of his latest flame And Marie's the name of his latest flame
Satan's frying my brain Dying for the overkill, dying for my death Fear what I say! Hear it today! No way to suck up Stick it in your face, do it for
down But keep on working,never give up You got to keep up the faith You got to work hard For your dreams to come true Got to keep the flame alive You
I hear you through the wire The words all sound like noise What happened to the fire in your voice Don't try to hide the distance It's just too big to
trisect her face is torn beyond the bone howling unbearable in a shock be victim of a killer dog is screaming with no face purest horror stupid little
Where does this bloodstain come from Did I fall away from grace again? And did I kill this harmless child? Who will I hurt tonight? So many memories
[Refrain] Ohh ich bin Verliebt also widme ich dieses Lied meiner Perle in der Karibik keine macht mich so Glucklich wie sie [Verse 1] 20.Oktober 1994
...We could see in the distance hundreds of men. their campsite illuminated, burning flesh, skin to stick. Like scarecrows: too tired to dance Too
...we colud see in the distance hundreds of men. their campsite illuminated by skin bound to stick. Like scarecrows: too tired to dance Too ashamed
