Bran Van 3000 - Lucknow

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I guess it s love...
It can be said in approximately...
3000 ways...
Not including showing it.

A day doesn t go by when Mr. Giambelli doesn t tell Mrs.
Giambelli that, uh, he loves her.

I know that...
Everyday,
Going day by day,
In every way,
I m getting from better...
To better.

Inne utwory

  • Problems
  • Exactly like me
  • More shopping
  • Afrodiziak
  • Johnny go
  • Oblonging
  • Loop me
  • Cum on feel the noize
  • Willard
  • Go shoppin
  • Couch surfer
  • Montreal
  • The answer
  • Predictable
  • Everywhere
  • Losowe utwory

    Furniture

    I am only flesh and bones,
    Splintered glass and tattered cloth,
    (behind the skin) my fragility
    (behind the skin) a skeletal impracticality
    I am only pieces of you,
    held together with paper glue
    (behind the skin) my divinity
    (behind the skin) my only sanctuary

    You can lean on me, have a drink on me,
    leave your mark all over...

    Quien es feliz

    1, 2, 3, 4
    Quien es feliz? yo lo fui una ves al estar junto a ti
    Era la ley
    Ahora ya no estas, y fue un dolor perder tu amor
    Y no ver tu valor
    La brisa del mar, me hacia amarte mas sentir,
    Soñar aprendi a vivir
    La brisa se fue y yo te perdi….porque...

    Modlitwa

    Wysłuchaj mojej pieśni Panie.
    Do Ciebie wznoszę dzisiaj głos.
    Ty jesteś wszędzie, wszystkim możesz być
    Więc kamieniem nie bądź mi.

    Do Ciebie pieśnią wołam Panie
    Bo ponoć wszystko możesz dać
    Więc błagam, daj mi szansę jeszcze raz
    Daj mi ją ostatni raz

    Wystarczy żebyś skinął ręką
    Wystarczy jedna Twoja myśl
    A zaczne życie moje jeszcze raz
    Więc o boski błagam gest.

    Do...

    Where do you go

    Broke the ring around it
    I can t think about it
    I can barely start to even wrap my head around it

    Waters rise around us
    Sinking ships around us
    I can t believe she even found a way inside to drown us

    I m not so sure anymore what...

    She ran

    Padadapow, padadapow, padadapow
    Padadapow, padadapow, padadapow
    Just a girl in a photograph
    Wearing the dress that I wear now
    A pretty face in fields of grey
    It s sad to see that nothing seems to change

    She s running from the boy in the schoolyard
    She s running through the field to the open heart
    They re laughing...