Skye : Locked in a cell for your very last breath How can it be that, This is your death Something is stirring, way underneath As people ignite the last
Can you can you twist me up yet again? A Chemical kiss from you princess pretend that, this isn't what you wanted girl we all know this is what you wanted
i don't mind the weather I've got scarves and caps and sweaters I've got long johns under slacks for blustery days. i think that it's brainless to assume
Juggernaut, molotov Panzerfaust, Glock, Kalashnikov AK4, civil wars Anywhere near contradictions there's friction I have an inborn addiction for things
(feat. Masta Killa) [Intro: Inspectah Deck] Is you ready? Back by popular demand... Murderous specialist tactics Wu-Tang Clan, no rehearsal or practice
BETWEEN THE STACKS IN THE LIBRARY NOT LIKE ANYONE STOPPED TO SEE WECAME THEY WENT, OUR BODIES SPENT AMONG THE DUST AND THE MICROFICHE DARK WINTERS WEAR
Between the stacks in the library not like anyone stopped to see we came they went, our bodies spent among the dust and the microfiche dark winters wear
it's a shattered day all around it's a shattered day in our town, seems wrong, it's a saturnday all the time it's a saturnday once again, nice time. it
Friction! Friction! Friction! Friction! Night clubs and night stalkers Fast women, fast talkers Loose lips, loose limbs The lovely loveless Sunset to
The day he almost drowned with no little trace of hope The day his neck was suffocating from the grip of darkness? rope His gravestone lies beneath the
Here in this tribe that we live in Misunderstanding is just a part of life So quick to blame those around us For all our problems and things that hold
(feat. flowinIMMO) DJ FRICO GIB MIR DAS MICRO Denn, wenn der fiese Fickfreezer mit den freshen fridgen an den Wanden fader wriggeld und wahrenddessen
my generation as nation has a reputation for looking out for themselves abnoxious and self-righteous i realize the warning sings are so alive since
Concentrate: can't you bear the hot blue tears? The weeks' advancing sunset lines? The winds that cripple bittersweet compassion when you waste it? ...
Oversættelse: Alexia. Gimme Love (Pump Friction vs Precious Paul Edit).
Oversættelse: Amerika. Zero Friction.
Oversættelse: Kald det en Nat. En Fall Into Friction.