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[Verse 1]Yo, you ain’t seen my bestCheckmate, ain’t a game of chessGlobalists see me as a threatFree thinking, got the world at my neckHah, am I paranoid? Picture Malcolm XIn a room full of pigs, trying not to bust a sweatAye, Neil Tyson need to loosen up his vestThey’ll probably write that man one hellLire la suite « Flatline Pt 2 – B.o.B – letras »

ChorusEverythang look good butterheadEverythang look good butterheadEverythang look good butterheadEverythang look good butterheadEverythang look good butterheadEverythang look good butterheadEverythang look good butterheadVerse 1I ain’t tryin to be funnyBut who said you were cuteBesides yo face everythang else a doAll in tha club like you Ms AmericaLookin all around ain’t nobody sweatin yaGot a grill likeLire la suite « Butterhead – D4L – letras »

I am the anti venom.(unknown)Everybody broken promise that I ever fucking madeIs adding to the complex that is driving me insane.(unknown)No one can ever know where I’ve beenEverybody broken promise that you ever fucking madeIs adding to the complex that is driving you insane.I am the anti venom running through your veins,I am the oneLire la suite « Anti-Venom – Eatmewhileimhot! – letras »

Uns vãoUns tãoUns sãoUns dãoUns nãoUns hão deUns pésUns mãosUns cabeçaUns só coraçãoUns amamUns andamUns avançamUns tambémUns cemUns semUns vêmUns têmUns nada têmUns malUns bemUns nada alémNunca estão todosUns bichosUns deusesUns azuisUns quase iguaisUns menosUns maisUns médiosUns por demaisUns masculinosUns femininosUns assimUns meusUns teusUns ateusUns filhos de DeusUns dizem fimUns dizem simE não há outros

Heute Morgen sieht die Welt so anders aus,hier ist mein Zuhause,doch hier steht nur ein Haus,meine eigenen Händesind wie fremde Gegenstände.Es ist spät, zu spät für uns, viel zu spät,nach irgendeiner Schuld zu fragen.Alles in mir ist leer, – da ist nichts mehr,um dir zu sagen.Oh,oh,ohWie du gehst und redest ist mir so vertraut,du kannstLire la suite « Es Ist Spät, Zu Spät Für Uns – Daliah Lavi – letras »

The man who preached the funeral said it really was a simple way to dieHe laied down to rest one afternoon and never opened up his eyesThey hired me and Fred and Joe to dig the grave and carry up some chairsIt took us seven hours and I guess we must have drunk a caseLire la suite « Ballad Of Forty Dollars – Cal Smith – letras »

Después de tanta amargura…Después de tanto llorarDe que podemos hablar?Sin corazón, sin ternuraEl tiempo ajuda olvidarPor que que me mirás, con tanto rencorPor que que me miras, com tanto rencorTanto RencorTelefonea si, temor de noche, tango y amorTango y amorHace frio em mi, alma y hoy me mata de dolorMata de dolor…No és mia culpa,Lire la suite « Um Pensamiento Triste Que Se Puede Bailar – Baila Tango – letras »

I came a long way for your love.I will not leave.I will not run.They went away, and let me down.They broke me down.When I was young.Those days are gone.For the love what they said.For the love what they did.Theres no mistake.I lay down no blame.I came along to understand.Help me understand.I know you can. YouLire la suite « Came A Long Way – Edie Brickell & New Bohemians – letras »

I’m living in a darkened roomWhere all the lights are lowSmokey, pokyAnd I’ve been around too longIt’s easier to cryWhen you’ve forgotten how to laughAnd when they tried to warn meWell they didn’t know the half(chorus)Live now play laterCome inside and shut the doorI don’t care if you’re rich or poorLive now play laterYou’re alwaysLire la suite « Live Now – Bananarama – letras »

entre morrerentre viver…eu fico sem saídaporque não me deuapenas uma chancepara entrar na sua vidaEu tentei sonharmas nada adiantouagora só me restapensar no que ficoupra mim voltar aser o que eu era antessiga a sua vidanão se preucupe comigoagora sou só seu amigovocê me traiue saiue eu fiqueisem saber o que fazeragora quero que váLire la suite « Sem Saída – Banda 9mm – letras »