No se porque me ignoras tanto No se porque meme dejas solo aqui yeah No se porque aun te extrano No se porque me haces sufrir Y yo preguntandome amor
No Se Que Mas Puede Pasar No Se Que Mas Puede Pasar No Se Que Mas Puede Pasar No Todas Las Promesas Son Perfectas Tendras Que Esperar Y Esperar Porque
It must be love because we are too afraid to say It must be love and so we paint everything in gray Let's not lose this chance, hold onto my hands Let
I believe that in time my heart will heal again And I believe that in time my heart will feel again So I keep on holding on, yeah So I keep on being strong
We gotta work it out Get back what we lost I see shadows of a doubt But I'm keepin' my fingers crossed She was just turning 17 He always promised her
Well, the future's got me worried Such awful thoughts My head's a carousel of pictures The spinning never stops I just want someone to walk in front And
In about four seconds, a gangsta will begin to speak Well, it's the mad chickenhawk with the dirty lick style And pullin' 211's ever since taa-doow,
Kneel at the cross, Christ will meet you there Come while He waits for you Listen to His voice, leave with Him your cares And begin life anew Kneel
[Background voice] "We kill the faggots We kill the lesbians I said, God damnit, we kill 'em all!" We were taught to kneel and bow our heads Tried simply
We kill the faggots, we kill the lesbians I said goddammit we kill them all We were taught to kneel and bow our heads I tried simply standing up instead
Did it ever cross your mind boy? Did it ever cross your mind boy? Things that I would face Knowing that I would never see your face I miss you baby every
Sarah, settle down Put your helmet on Walk through streets of gold With cigarettes you hand rolled I don't know you But I don't owe you a thing But
We were not born into sin We were born into the ignoble and desperate grasp of thoughtless traditionalism shaped into the guise of human nature Human
And I've crossed my heart And I've bit my tongue long enough to know this person I've become I've kept my place and I've tried to save Any part of me
It was the year 1095 in the heart of France Summoned by the Papal Decree to the Holy Land "Drive out the Infadel from the Realm of Promise!" "Destroy
In my life, wasted Opinion, distracted Basically growing like vegetable Stowing the secret I already know One victim Reaction Waiting, wasted I sit on
How can I create a work of art? Angled over a dishwasher that just won't start Domestic bliss are you taking the piss I need a minute on my own, minute
Silent surroundings, black skies On top of broken trust A face frozen with fear In memories dreams are lost Can a device, read my mind Just look in
