Tekster:
Fakt

Я не смогу жить без тебя, пойми родная ты меня! Мне плохо очень в этом мире, но что же делать,как же быть, и вдруг слеза,на сердце рана, и волком хочется

Uhh, world wide mob figgaz World wide mob figga (O U T L A W Z) World wide mob figgaz (For real, for real) World wide mob figgaz Check game little young

It could all be so simple But you'd rather make it hard Loving you is like a battle And we both end up with scars Tell me, who I have to be To get some

Inutil que ahora ya Te obstines en el no Negando un hecho obvio Tu me necesitaras De la misma forma que Yo a ti tambien Tu deja que ahora sea asi Toma

The boy's got problems The boy's got stress The boys' a .38 hidden in his desk The boy's got a chickie With four months to go Grim facts Every parent

Watch your children around the abandoned well DonA't ask me to tell if they slipped and fell IA'm just a salesman with my suitcase in hand And the

Fatti insegnare dalla mamma Come ti devi comportare sai Fatti insegnare dalla mamma Perche la mamma non si sbaglia mai (so listen to your mamma) Fatti

These are the facts (of Lazyboy) So help me God This is who we are This is what we do This is what it is The bare facts of the life we live This is who

It could all be so simple. But you'd rather make it hard. Loving you is like a battle and we both end up with scars. Tell me who I have to be to get some