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Floriano Villa A

sing the night away The city feels like a cage Feels like a powder keg That?s almost set to explode Lion city?s begun to rot It?s a matter of time until

In a free lane Ghosts passing time Heat rises Lights through the town Blown soundscapes Blue city eyes Black lightning A new angel flies Make a free

Översättning: Blomkruka. Pojkarna från hus.

Översättning: Småstäder Bränn lite långsammare. En blomma Cross.

Well I went out looking for someone to bleed. Such a lovely flower in your pretty red hair Well a friend in agony?s a friend in deed, Better yet, one

la cena me roba a medias la cartera y la vida yo fui al tocador, y el desaparecio Estribillo Si quieres mas dinero vistete de cuero negro y buscame a

to create a different color I want to roll your thoughts and smoke'em I want to crush this bitter softness. But Mr.Want is dead he was sick for a long

dass der Fruhling und der Sommer uns immer erhalten bleibt und die schei? kalte uns am Hintern vorbeischwebt ein Stuck aus der Carmina Morada: Totus Florio

distrito de mi soledad. Dentro de este infierno que siento es mas de lo que aprendo de ti no quiero llorar por lo que pierdo el dolor es un recuerdo a