mi vesto di rosso e d'amore ..ad onta di ogni strenua decisione o voto contrario mi trovo imbarazzato sorpreso ferito per una irata sensazione di peggioramento
We met at a concert You were wearing converse I'm not good at playing it cool You said i was funny I spent all my money Then your friend get thrown in
It's hard to say, just how it feels, but I know when it's not and I know when it's real It's hard to describe this feeling I got, but when I'm with you
Although it's hard for me to say what's on my mind I'm tired of messing around and wasting precious time We both know that this feels right I will make
We met at a concert, you were wearing converse, I'm not good at playing it cool You said I was funny, I spent all my money, then your friend got thrown
I know we've always been a long shot, I'm down to roll those dice, I'll travel down that long hard road girl, just to make you know that I tried We might
Wrathful and suffer. Lamenting everything. Conclusions. One by one antipathy. Inner tension. Turned outward hostility. Did you let them in? Did you let
[Music: Gus G., Lyrics: David T. Chastain] Dark clouds, on the horizon Black thoughts, within your mind Deep within, the cold and darkness You know it
My wrathful eyes Piercing from the shivering soul-night Onto the hellion hordes On a death-march ride Against the new light Immortal bearers of immoral
Oversættelse: CSI. Irata.
Oversættelse: Fishbone. Iration.
: I know we've always been a long shot, I'm down to roll those dice, I'll travel down that long hard road girl, just to make you know that I tried We
: Although it's hard for me to say what's on my mind I'm tired of messing around and wasting precious time We both know that this feels right I will