in ogni senso Written by Max Collins The stranger, the lover, you're free o que nunca foi visto
drive it off a cliff
Heimfarinn til okkur Gu+-s +Žttingar
A tous...
Shh Shh Shh
By bed, replica shooter
With you I feel I'm just spending wasted time
ever found a way to say to you
With a far away feel
Oh, it's a shame
like a whisper in your dreams
a dream that I
Clouded by the shades of yesterday
G+ęnie cT+est g+ęnital
Calculated verbal gun.
But shaqs got
Son scolpiti... E lui nol sa !
By twist of fate an hour too late
i know all about that other guy
Girl what'd I say, I said C., (C. C. Rider)