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Fear and anger make you bolder For some time now, I've held the scrolls and manuscripts

there is no more time left Att jag +Yr Mr. Bond But still at night when darkness rules again Vi +Yr


Until I hit MacDonald's place
That's lesbian love!
But I gotta feed Tianna mang...
F+Ārs+Āker smita ut
without my car
Blew up your pager, checked your clothes
Il chante le long des vagues
La cartolina qui mi dice terra terra
Just what ya'll wannna do
You're writing home
Mais j'en suis s+¬re,c'est toi que j'ai vu sur la rue
Just another workaholic
The Irish peasants haven't had this much fun
Samstagabend - 'n Koeoem und 'n kuehles Blondes
Black robes, funeral homes, shootin ya wake
We're out of there as fast
Bad Boy classic, that boy acid
But look at us now at least a little in love.
Come and claim,
If you get cought up in the feeling again
Still, we'll kill her anyway
ad inventare questo amore E per gioco siam caduti coi vestiti in mare
So very much
Name on the shatterproof glass
iba dando briosos saltos
When you find yourself scorning the trust and
This world's still a game