live and I'd die for you Get a little bit high for you Forever couldn't come too soon Running circles round the moon Out of my mind Chasin' circles
(Running circles round the moon) Live and I'd die for ya Get a little bit high for ya Forever couldn't come too soon Running circles round the moon
Circles 'round the moon, is this why city lights feel so awful? It should be unlawful to live where you can't see the stars. Hundreds of miles away
번역: 할리웰, 게리. 동그라미 달을 라운드.
my guns cocked I'm dirty riding 30 stuntin' cock like Yung Joc I'm the talk of the town Lightin' up 50 rounds Meet me in a circle everybody it's goin
Touching my spirit, touching my feeling Eya he say coming together Touching my spirit, touching my feeling Talk, talk, talk, keep moving 'round in circles Moving till the moon
give us hope and teach us well With magic moons that cast a spell And hypnotize and draw us in I believe, I'm believing God's one miracle moves in circles
a girl with my head going round I feel so sad Something unsettling out of my skin I don't know the reason or where to begin Calling the circles I found
pipe, he held tight in his teeth And the smoke it circled his head like a wreath He had a broad little face and a, a little round belly That shook when
I got my guns cocked I?m dirty ridin', 30 stuntin' cock like Yung Joc I?m the talk of the town, lightin' up 50 rounds Meet me in a circle, everybody,
her you look like a Boy deliver the Savior girl 12 years old will she look to the sky to see the stars spinning circles the moon falling towards her 1
it's true Baby, you got me walkin on the moon Everyone out there will know that you are my girl And my love will circle around and round Kanye
Round, like a circle in a spiral Like a wheel within a wheel Never ending or beginning On an ever spinning wheel Like a snowball down a mountain Or a
're dead Well, I thought about my friend, Michel How they rolled him in linoleum And they shot him in the neck A bloody halo, like a think-bubble Circling
left, nothing left at all Except the body of Sorrow That rose in time To float upon the surface of the eaten soil And a murder of crows did circle round
witches' dance Dancing the dance Before the goat of Mendes we all must take our turn Into the magic circle where still the fire burns We're spinning round and round
