I keep my thoughts exactly where you are I wanna be here, I wanna feel you Like a broken record Like a broken record Like a broken record Like a broken record
On this hill top I buried you As a younger man We gathered 'round Your empty husk And spoke of how you were so loved And as the sun died I promised that
of this to and afraid to admit Nostalgia is a broken record and I hate its song. The days have passed, it's time to carry on. Nostalgia is a broken record
Stand a little From your hand <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> Broken birdie Lost his voice Black black lightning
번역: 마미. 브로큰 버디 기록의 발라드.
where you are I wanna be here I wanna feel you Like a broken record Like a broken record Like a broken record Like a broken record Like a broken record
this to and afraid to admit Nostalgia is a broken record and I hate its song. The days have passed, it's time to carry on. Nostalgia is a broken record
On this hill top I buried you As a younger man We gathered 'round Your empty husk And spoke of how you were so loved And as the sun died I promised
a little From your hand <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> Broken birdie Lost his voice Black black lightning Broken
Well, if you think about it then you're a fool, yeah It's just a size and the mind that won't give you up And if I think about it, well, am I cool yet
Goin' to the same old places Skipping like a broken record I love you all but I gotta get out And change this scenery I've got to find what I'm living
pound American boy Yeah you tell a story like a broken record And you tell a story like a broken record And I tell a story like a broken record But
'm wrong I'm almost right To breathe the miles Coming through the haze Still like I thought I don't speak the tongues Of finds within a life Dying for a
Vagina 1, 2, 3, 4 Me and my hand We've been together Since I was born Since I was in the world Seen the light go out Seen light come in Me and my hand
The newspaper writer, tears you like a thread You're lookin' for your sailor boy The music's uncertainly, disconcertin' me We're lookin' for your sailor
