Labyrinth - Neverending rest

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Ride In the night
Everywhere you feel so lonely
And tangled down
Hi nice and brainy guy
You could quickly know our mood and feel
The lost meanings
Oh, here your mouse is saying you ll run again
Maybe he s waiting a new dawn
Freedom for sale could mean to touch the sunshine
And now the time has come
And everywhere I see your lovely faces
Your rattling honest road Walk by my side
No one live around the end and tears are crystalized
Oh no, angels please
Hold in your young hands the sense of mercy
Your thin arms blinded me
Oh, yes your smile will stay here forever
World s turning a new day has come
Unknown freedom will bleed around the sunrise
You know the answer?
And everywhere we ll see your lovely ladies
Your rattling honest road

Inne utwory

  • Die for freedom
  • State of grace
  • Kathryn
  • Face and pay
  • Dive in open waters
  • Freeman
  • Within you
  • Looking for
  • Touch the rainbow
  • Hand in hand
  • Magic dance
  • M3
  • New horizons
  • The night of dreams
  • Losowe utwory

    Give it to you

    (Verse 1)
    You say its been too long
    since you, had some
    You say I turn you on
    like a fire that s burning inside
    You think that I m the one
    You see in your dreams
    I know what you mean yeah...

    Two fingers

    I ll see you at the Weighing-In,
    when your life s sum-total s made
    and you set your wealth in Godly deeds
    against the sins you ve laid.
    And you place your final burden
    on your hard-pressed next of kin:
    Send the chamber-pot back...

    Mirage

    I feel the wind as it carries me, above, above my soul,
    into a land that I ve always dreamed of,
    a world where we all could soar,
    it s a waterfall, i can taste it all, with every drop of rain
    I brought life to...

    Soy un macarra

    Hay un tipo dentro del espejo,
    que me mira con cara de conejo.
    Oye tú, tú que me miras:
    ¿es que quieres servirme de comida?

    Soy un macarra,
    soy un hortera,
    voy a toda hostia por la carretera.

    Soy un macarra,
    soy un hortera,
    voy a toda hostia por la carretera.

    Oye tú, no te acerques demasiado,
    busco pelea y está...

    The promises and the threat

    They won t want you for who you are
    so you should step outside your skin
    something tells me that we were meant to be
    but how can that be?
    you run on evil, I run on fumes

    when she came out, she brought her anger
    she left her sympathy...