I don't want to go home I'm feeling like a ghost I'm falling all apart Could you please fix my heart? Why don't we leave this old town? A new world waits
번역: Voivod. 내 마음을 고쳐.
I don't want to go home I'm feeling like a ghost I'm falling all apart Could you please fix my heart? Why don't we leave this old town? A new world
call me black Jesus, white Moses Heaven freezes, Hell closes B-Boy posin', punk rock chicks, kids are alright but I need my fix If you diggin' the mix
you've left me speechless You've left me speechless, so speechless I can't believe how you slurred at me With your half wired broken jaw You popped my heart, seams On my
your fight (My fight) My breath is your breath And your heart (and now I've got my) Chorus: One love (Yeah yeah yeah) My one heart My one life for sure
Big Snoop Dogg Can you be my doctor, can you fix me up? Can you wipe me down, so I can lick you up? Make you give it up, give it up 'til you say my name
be apart Are we an item? Girl, quit playin' "We're just friends," what are you sayin'? Said "there's another," and looked right in my eyes My first love broke my heart
Through strength I found love In time I found myself in happiness with you Boy, I need to say what's in my heart I was scared but I'll do my part I
to break you off So hot, you gonna melt Eat you all up by myself Girl, I can't wait to unwrap ya The chocolate fix, I'm after So tasty, my treat Ms.
m with Webster is hard enough to get my head around She's as hard as AC DC, she gets my thunder struck She's a star, a four leaf clover but I won't press my
rock my clothes Rock my ice, pull out Glocks, stop my life (Uhh) I'm like, "Damn, how these niggaz got they trust? Used to be my man, how you gonna plot on my
Sirius" by Alan Parsons Project plays in the background.. better known to some as "Introducing your Chicago Bulls" music} [P. Diddy] Yeah can you hear
it's the last Trust in me Trust in me If your issue is with trust Hear me when I tell you this No one else has shared my love No one else has had your
leave you (on my side) Silly si-silly me to think that I don't need you Akon: Dear God here's my letter Writing to you coz my life has gotten a lot
like that And I know ya like it when it's just like that All the girlies just love my swag From my kicks to the way I fix my hat I'm, back, fresh like
gone I don't know why it always ends this way The boardwalk's quiet and the carnival rides Are as empty as my broken heart tonight But I close my eyes
