love disappears to see the dreams inside her slowly turning to rust after another day she sings, but her words have become a tragic chameleon song i
your love disappears to see the dreams inside her slowly turning to rust after another day she sings, but her words have become a tragic chameleon song
same when we begin to sing Round and round we all go, Where we stop nobody knows, Heaven meets on the earth For the sake of the song... Could you ever
We?re like zombies Like the walking dead With X?s (excess) in our eyes And music in our heads We?ve forgotten Our first love And made it pictures Of
I'm waiting And diversing I'm collecting Dispersing Information Liberation Bob Dylan wrote propaganda songs! Bob Dylan wrote propaganda songs! Manifesto
song for you You'll write a song for me We'll write a song of love, of love Love yeah We'll write a song of love my baby Write a song of love We have
other take my hand, and you'll know We got a whole world to discover Oh, I, I've gotta song in my heart And a feeling just for you I've gotta song in
Chestnuts are roasting on an open fire Jack frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos Everybody
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos Everybody
Some things are better off dead Never thought the furnace Was going to burn us We worked the bellows for so long The comfort of the fire apathized us
keeping time so all you boys keep playing the drums let's make our way to song and dance - continue and then the song became alive - song and dance song
Chestnuts roasting on a open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos Everybody knows
anorexia life Open fire on my needs designed On my knees for you Open fire on my needs, desires What I need from you Open fire on my needs designed Open fire
Brit was right when she said we should worry the Boys outside ran in a hurry Mom held tight to the ground it was made of grass Then the house burnt down
Hey, hello How are you? Whatever Fine, I got a message for you One two three four Try to look so cool in your skintight jeans We all know how you act
