This race is already run Get off your horse, get on this train Welcome to the real world I said, "Welcome to the real world" Are we rushin' like the
The coldest shoulder cast in metal, frozen to the bone To rely on hook, line and sinker What a sinker, sinking like a stone You'd be better off alone
My life, nothing was easy till now Hope like the morning will paint the dawn More than ordinary, make it more than merry (Deep down, deep down) Take me
Time will swallow Your precious time Like magic create the future What makes a man so fickle? Who put the daggers in those eyes? Was it to learn through
Giants on Armistice Day Caught between the rock and the renegade
You always said, "You were the compassionate one" But now you're laughing at the sun With all your high class friends, you think you've got it made The
Last years rivals share their blood Sailor sworn to secrecy Ride the waves and stem the flood The tides of endless enmity Power now is all the rage Sons
Shame Dog shame I know what's wrong Man's too old and wise Bring in the dog Turn on Down the mountain rescue Slip and slide when sunny Small cat better
It's elemental When the story opens It's elemental Come sunset's gone And no surprise then When someone was delivered He's had a long day, talk to the
[chorus] Tesko je mislit na romantiku Slusat razum logiku Kad si tako, mmm-dobar Tesko je glumit manire fine Samo brijem kak' da te skinem Tako si,
REMI: Kako bi bilo da za nekih dvaest godina pogledam natrag i shvatim sto sam propustila Kak bi mi zivot izgledo da sve se svodi na uzdisanje za snovima
Kol'ko nisko idemo, moze li uopce nize mozda nam se dig'o zanos, al' standard nam se ne dize dani ponosa i slave i minusa na tekucem mi ne zivimo, mi
Kad stisnem o?i, svjetla grada zaiskre. Kad sklopim o?i, svjetla grada prate me. U zadnje vrijeme osje?am ko' da mi izmi?e. Kroz prozor busa pratim ga
Verse 1: I hear the same old rhyme, the same old style The same old runner has ran the mile See, I don't know exactly what you know But what I know is
[50 Cent] G Unit! [50 Cent] A, B [Scarlett] You can't fuck with me [50 Cent] C, D [Scarlett] We from the Harlem streets [50 Cent] E, F [Scarlett] Don'
earth my body water my blood air my breath fire my spirit
That?s elementary talk The way you were before That?s elementary talk That?s elementary talk The way you were before That?s elementary talk
Elementaire, fondamental Helicoptere, c'est moins banal. Pourquoi se compliquer, il suffit de compter 1, 2, 3, reflechir ne sert a rien, tu le sais bien