while you're all under the gun Panic meet the press It's time for us to take a chance It's time for us to take a chance Panic meet the press It's time
you're all under the gun (Panic!: meet the press) It's time for us to take a chance It's time for us to take a chance (Panic!: meet the press) It's
번역: 공황! 디스코에서. 머신 글 돈에 대해 런던 Beckond 노래.
번역: 공황! 디스코에서. 런던은 돈에 대해 노래를 Beckoned.
while you're all under the gun (Panic!: meet the press) It's time for us to take a chance It's time for us to take a chance (Panic!: meet the press)
you're all under the gun (Panic!: meet the press) It's time for us to take a chance It's time for us to take a chance (Panic!: meet the press)
: [Brendon] It's getting late, and I Cannot seem to find my way home tonight Feels like I am falling down a rabbit hole Falling for forever, wonderfully
: [Originally by Rufio] [Performed by Brendon Urie] You're graceful, your grace falls down around me in my eyes You're lovely, your love leaves So he
: I'm carving pumpkins It's almost Halloween All my friends are wondering What they're gonna be The monster mash is playing You're moving to the beat
: [Performed by Brendon Urie] This town just wasn't made for two But when the streets they call my name, what can I do? There's a place I'd like to
her Moet et Chandon in a pretty cabinet 'Let them eat cake.' she says just like Marie Antoinette A built-in remedy for Kruschev and Kennedy At anytime
: [Originally by Radiohead] Karma police, arrest this man, he talks in maths He buzzes like a fridge, he's like a detuned radio Karma police, arrest
: When the moon fell in love with the sun All was golden in the sky All was golden when the day met the night When the sun found the moon She was drinking
know you should take It a day at a time Prescribed pills To offset the shakes To offset the pills You know you should take It a day at a time I
: Back to the streets where we began Feeling as good as lovers can, you know Well, now we're feeling so good Back to the street where we began Feeling
: Here I am, Composing of burlesque, Out of where they rest their heads, Sulking in their splintered cradles, And ramshakled hands, They asked for it