tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77270724050432812352012-02-03T08:29:37.129-08:00Buena musica y traducida al español...Sir Lokohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12513554556808380434noreply@blogger.comBlogger3381100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727072405043281235.post-4702845722821778412011-09-26T15:57:00.000-07:002011-09-26T16:01:18.972-07:00

I can't recall just what was saidI won't bring back the words that led toThe breaking down and trails of deadI cannot recallI think I had a sweater onMaybe just a blanket to keep meWarm when all the blood was goneI cannot recallWell I see no reason here I'm sleeping lightAnd I see no reason alone at nightWell I find no answers here my bed is coldWell I find no answers hereDo you?I can't recall

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I know you've sufferedBut I don't want you to hideIt's cold and lovelessI won't let you be deniedSoothingI'll make you feel pureTrust meYou can be sureI want to reconcile the violence in your heartI want to recognise your beauty's not just a maskI want to exorcise the demons from your pastI want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heartYou trick your loversThat you're wicked and divineYou

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I'm not a perfect personThere's many things I wish I didn't doBut I continue learningI never meant to do those things to youAnd so I have to say before I goThat I just want you to knowI've found a reason for meTo change who I used to beA reason to start over newand the reason is youI'm sorry that I hurt youIt's something I must live with everydayAnd all the pain I put you throughI wish that I

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I'm free to be whatever IWhatever I chooseAnd I'll sing the blues if I wantI'm free to say whatever IWhatever I likeIf it's wrong or right it's alrightAlways seems to meYou only see what people want you to seeHow long's it gonna beBefore we get on the busAnd cause no fussGet a grip on yourselfIt don't cost muchFree to be whatever youWhatever you sayIf it comes my way it's alrightYou're free to be

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You didn't know what you were looking for'Till you heard the voices in your ear.Hey, it's me again.Came to see you again.Please, can I see you every day?I'm a fool again.I fell in love with you again.Please, can I see you every day?You didn't know what you were looking for'Till you heard the voices in your ear.You didn't know what you were looking for'Till you heard the voices in your ear.Words

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Your will changes everydayIt's a road you've come uponI can't help you if you want toDown here nothing gets a chanceIt's a threat that's real enoughWe can burn this bridge or stay hereIt's a breeze everlasting like timeMaking so sure thatI can return just to see it from your side againAlways never seems to workIt's a word you never learnedI don't really see a way clearIt's a sea ever churning in

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The paranoia is in bloom, the PRThe transmissions will resumeThey'll try to push drugsKeep us all dumbed down and hope thatWe will never see the truth around(So come on!)Another promise, another scene, anotherA package not to keep us trapped in greedWith all the green belts wrapped around our mindsAnd endless red tape to keep the truth confined(So come on!)They will not force usThey will stop

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One pill makes you largerAnd one pill makes you small,And the ones that mother gives youDon't do anything at all.Go ask AliceWhen she's ten feet tall.And if you go chasing rabbits,And you know you're going to fall,Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillarHas given you the call.Call AliceWhen she was just small.When the men on the chessboardGet up and tell you where to go,And you've just had some kind

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There's a darkening sky before me.There's no time to prepare.Salvage a lost horizonBut no regrets from me.Maybe i'll be back some other day.To live again, just who can say.In what shape or form that i might be.Just another chance for me.A hurried time, no disgrace,instead of racing to conclusion,wishing all my life away,no-one can stop me now.Time is up, it couldn't last,but there's more things

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Adrift again 2000 manYou lost your maps,You lost the plans,Did you hear them yell,"Land damn it land?"You say you can't,Well I hope you can,I hope you canHow's it goin' 2000 man?Welcome back to solid ground my friend,I heard all your controls were jammed,Well it's just nice to have you back againBut I guess they still don't understandAnd they can never understandAnd they said go find 2000 manAnd

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Just gonna stand thereAnd watch me burnBut that's alrightBecause I likeThe way it hurtsJust gonna stand thereAnd hear me cryBut that's alrightBecause I loveThe way you lieI love the way you lieI love the way you lieI can't tell you what it really isI can only tell you what it feels likeAnd right now there's a steel knifeIn my windpipeI can't breatheBut I still fightWhile I can fightAs long as the

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All alone not by myselfAnother girl bad for my healthI've seen it all thru someone elseand ...(another girl bad for my health)Celebrated but undisturbedSerenaded by the terror birdIt's seldom seen and it's never heard(serenaded by the terror bird)Never in the wrong time or wrong placeDesecration is the smile on my faceThe love i made is the shape of my spaceMy face my faceDesintegrated by the

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Hey hey heyHere I go nowHere I go into new daysHey hey heyHere I go nowHere I go into new daysI'm painI'm hopeI'm sufferYeah hey hey hey yeah heyHere I go into new daysHey hey heyAin't no mercyAin't no mercy left for meHey hey heyAin't no mercyAin't no mercy left for meI'm painI'm hopeI'm sufferYeah hey hey heyAin't no mercyAin't no mercy left for meDo you bury me when I'm goneDo you teach me

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I wish you would step back from that ledge my friendYou could cut ties with all the liesThat you've been living inAnd if you do not want to see me againI would understandI would understandThe angry boy,A bit too insaneIcing over a secret painYou know you don't belongYou're the first to fightYou're way too loudYou're the flash of lightOn a burial shroudI know something's wrongWell everyone I know

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Well I'm an axegrinder PiledriverMother says that I never never mind herGot no brains I'm insaneTeacher says that I'm one big painI'm like a laser 6-streamin' razorI got a mouth like an alligatorI want it louderMore powerI'm gonna rock ya till it strikes the hourCHORUS 1:Bang your head! Metal Health'll drive you madBand your head! Metal Health'll drive you madWell I'm remonstratedOutdated I

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My plan is not to love youI’ve got better things to doMy plan is just to do youWhat you deserve to be doneAll of my reflectionsOn our matters sound to youLike the initiationOf new matters, is that true?What do I have to do to be like you?You can use the grammarIs that the furthest you can go?I can use unpleasantVery nice words like you doWhat do I have to do to be like you?What do I have to do to

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Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala...Twilight in my eyes, then I can see for seven million milesTwilight in my eyes tonightDreams become clear, the fog gets thicker every time I inhaleStars look the same to meOh my God I went Gold when I saw your smiling faceI went Gold when I went through this troubling mazeI went Gold and my people behind me all did the sameOh my God I went Gold when the

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With your feet in the air , and your head on the groundTry this trick and spin it! Yeahh!Your head will collapse, but there's nothing in itAnd you'll ask yourselfWhere is my mind?Where is my mind?Where is my mind?Way out, in the water see it swimmingI was swimming in the CaribbeanAnimals would hide behind the rocks.Except the little fishBut he told me east was westTrying to talkWhere is my mind?

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Yeah...Uh huhSo seductiveI take you to the candy shopI'll let you lick the lollipopGo 'head girl, don't you stopKeep goin 'til you hit the spot (whoa)I'll take you to the candy shopBoy one taste of what I gotI'll have you spending all you gotKeep going 'til you hit the spot (whoa)You can have it your way, how do you want itYou gon' back that thing up or should i push up on ittemperature rising

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When you came in the air went out.And every shadow filled up with doubt.I don't know who you think you are,But before the night is through,I wanna do bad things with you.I'm the kind to sit up in his room.Heart sick and eyes filled up with blue.I don't know what you've done to me,But I know this much is true:I wanna do bad things with you.When you came in the air went out.And all those shadows

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Here comes another fall from grace,I'm always falling on my face.This attitude that I embrace,With a love I'm trying to replace.Try to kill this song,'Cause the melody's all wrong.And there's a beaver, comin' on.It's hard to reconcile,What I've become.With the wounded child,Hiding deep inside.Breathe underwater,I'm comin' up for air!I wanna see another dawn,Comin' up for air!S-i-ck of the

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You don't know how you're coming acrossYou don't know what you're coming acrossYou don't know who you're coming acrossYou don't know how you're coming acrossSo you come undoneYou don't know how you're coming acrossActing like you don't give a tossWalking around like you're on some kind of crossAnd it's a shame on you, the irony's lostWhen you come undoneYou come undoneYou know, you come undoneYou

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They're pickin' up pieces of me,While they're pickin' up pieces of you.In a bag you will be, before the day is over.Were you looking for somewhere to be.Or looking for someone to do.Stupid me, to believe that I could trust in stupid you.And on the back of my hand,Were, directions I could understand.Now that old buzzard Johnny Walker,Has gone and ruined all our plans.Our best-made plans.Don't

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Cast your mind back to the days,When I pretend' I was OK.I had so very much to say,About my crazy livin'.Now that I've stared into the void,So many people, I've annoyed.I have to find a middle way,A better way of livin'.So I haven't given up,That all my choices, my good luck...Appear to go and get me stuck,In an open prison.Now I am tryin' to break free,In a state of empathy.Find the true and

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The payback is hereTake a look, it's all around youYou thought you'd never she'd a tearSo this must astound, must confound youBuy a ticket for the trainHide in a suitcase if you have toThis ain't no singing in the rainThis is a twister that will destroy youYou can run but you can't hideBecause no one here gets out aliveFind a friend in whom you can confideJulien, you're a slow motion

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I've been wasting all my timeWith the devil in the detailsAnd I got no energy to fightHe's a fucking pal o' mineThe devil in the detailsHe's fixing up to take a biteI don't see the point in tryingI got the devil in the detailsAnd he's gonna teach me wrong from rightThat fucking pal o' mineThe devil in the detailsWell, I'm gonna dance with him tonightAll of my wrongsNo more wicked waysCome back to

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Kitty came back home from on the islandBut kitty came on home without a nameShe and me's a history for violenceSo I long, I burn to touch her just the sameSo we both can both can speak in tonguesSo we both can both can speak in tonguesEvery single sense in me is heightenedThere's nothing left inside to rearrangeLike a slave to history and scienceI long, I burn to touch you just the sameSo we both

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Cenicero, CeniceroMi corazón de ceniceroYou are the birth and you are wasteYou are the one who took my placeYou took a jump into foreverA leap of faith I could not takeAnd it wasA leap of faith I could not takeA promise that I could not makeA leap of faith I could not takeA promise that I could not makeCenicero, CeniceroMy ashtray heartMi corazón de ceniceroMy ashtray heartCenicero, CeniceroMy

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The way you're dancingMakes me come aliveMakes me shiver and perspireYour surreptitious glancingThe way you crack a smileYou really start a fire!!!So move closerI wanna feel your touchSo come overCome on!Love of mineThis fortress in our heartsFeels much weakerNow we're apartLove of mineThis fortress in our heartsComes crashing downI need a change of skinI need a changeThe way you're movingHips

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I'm coming outI'm comingI'm coming outI'm coming outI'm coming outI'm coming outI'm coming outI want the world to knowGot to let it showI'm coming outI want the world to knowI got to let it showThere's a new me coming outAnd I just had to liveAnd I wanna giveI'm completely positiveI think this time aroundI am gonna do itLike you never do itLike you never knew itOoh, I'll make it throughThe time

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Well I turned left just like you told me toI get excited by the moves you doI'm on a mission and I'm gonna get awayWell I saw her standing all colored in redI felt the blues just by the things she saidI want my mission so I can escape todayGod knows - I ain't sleeping but I want my lineGod knows - I ain't happy so I want it bad tonightOh brother can you help me outGod knows - I've got nothing so

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I was walking down the streetwith my chains chains chainstied up to my feetI leaned instead of jiggiewith the sidewalkNow this street tells the same old boring talethat has failed in so many ways of lifeTo trust its storiesyou've got to be dull as themAnd all the love I've got in hereYou've just killed you peasantsdidn't even careThe love I had in store you raped for moreAnd all the dreams I had

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Well now, she don't need to see the sun aheadDon't need that help from god aboveIf you're losing her don't be sadCause she will offer you heart attacksShe's tired of problems that you caused her mindTired of all those lies in your freak showTired of being alone at nightBeing the lowest cat on earthSoGloria steps out from the prisonGloria's no longer the wasted disco girl you've been dreaming

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She aint as beautiful as me, but shes as beautiful as she can beShe aint as cold as she want but she wants it to boilShe aint as cold as she can be, dont you seeIt takes a fast mind to figure out, whats on this whole earth this is all aboutLet em ride for a while, let em wonder, ohWhy it takes a faster, faster, faster mind to figure out howShes got a bent belt by her sideShes got that donkey

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Well I don't wanna hang around with youI've got my motor baby and I'm gonna see you throughYou think I wanna be alone with youIt doesn't matter baby cause you've overreacted tooBut since you're down there, where will I just beI'm getting fine girl, dressing up for stormy weatherSo touch me down in the past where my mother will lastAnd it's true that I'm in for a punch and a blastYeah down in the

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I’ve been walking down the streetWith a tambourine on my feetI’m holding every beat steady and lowWell if it would’ve been meI would have turned into the factoryAnd chase that little girl black and blueNow I’m bleedingAnd I’m freezingAnd I’m crying once againFor Monday glassFor Monday glassSo if you see me on the streetDon’t ask me about my passing daysJust slip another coinAnd walk

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You came a long way you didn't know my name girlYou thought that I was just a gigoloAnd you told all your friends that I was strange and weirdBut that's a lie that I'm sure you knowSo I'm telling you where to startBut you're not interested at all'Cause you, you don't understand meYou don't understand whatWhat I've been throughYou don't understand meYou don't understand whatWhat I've been

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I aim at the first one wholl dare to stand stillOh Lord, youre tension is making me illYouve got no friends in your home, youll got no family stoneYou cant go: Yeah Yeah YeahYeah Yeah YeahEveryone, in every town, on every boat, on every trip, the multi-talanted strip,Will gather round you with coke and painThe trees, aint no doubt aboutThe seeds, I had no thought aboutNo, Yeah Yeah YeahDont know

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She knows that if she ever breaks freeThat she will never see the light of dayShe's been blinded by the stars and dreams she cravedAnd if they ever let her goShe still be bound to all her fearsAnd all the medicine they forced her to takeOn and on and on she goesOn and on and on she goesBut she will never ever ever find loveUnless she takes on a fightAlong with the northern lightThey found her in

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Breathe meEverytime you close your eyesTaste meEvery time you cryThis memory will fade away and dieJust for todayBreathe me and say goodbyeHow many times?How many times?Now I can't look you in the eyeNow I can't look you in the eyeHow many times?How many times?Now I can't look you in the eyeSee meIn the eyes of another's childTurn awayWhen you see me walkin' byOnce in a whileThis melody will fade

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The atom will implodeThe fragile kingdom fallThe tremor becomes a quakeThere's a body in the lakeAnd as the two of us rebelDamn you all to hellI wonder if that's all there isTime will help you throughBut it doesn't have the timeTo give you all the answers to the never-ending whyThe sound of silence growsAs spiders kissing flyAnd the tumor becomes a rhymeBut the kids are doing fineAnd as the two

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It's too late, the sky's performingwe must have missed our warning sign that daythere's so much that we've no longer gotas my eyes move down across your faceI remember songs that brought us in the corner of your roomyou held too close for both of us, till nothing touched could movei know, it doesn't silence anyoneso what could anyone saythere's been but two meanings in our liveswhat you want and

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I got my head checkedBy a jumbo jetIt wasnt easyBut nothing is, noWhen I feel heavy metalAnd Im pins and Im needlesWell I lie and Im easyAll of the time but Im never sure when I need youPleased to meet youI got my head doneWhen I was youngIts not my problemIts not my problemWhen I feel heavy metalAnd Im pins and Im needlesWell I lie and Im easyAll of the time but Im never sure when I need

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She belongs somewhere else, away from my sideso run with what you got, and chase with what you needi believe the faithful fell, didn't know their way backso far away from home, but brother we're not aloneand i promise to climb back up here to youwaiting for this message coming throughis it mine? is it mine?as she pulls insideis it mine? is it mine?how the lights turn whitedo you take the non

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I don't drink coffee I take tea my dearI like my toast done on one sideAnd you can hear it in my accent when I talkI'm an Englishman in New YorkSee me walking down Fifth AvenueA walking cane here at my sideI take it everywhere I walkI'm an Englishman in New YorkI'm an alien I'm a legal alienI'm an Englishman in New YorkI'm an alien I'm a legal alienI'm an Englishman in New YorkIf, "Manners maketh

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The future teaches you to be aloneThe present to be afraid and coldSo if I can shoot rabbitsThen I can shoot fascistsBullets for your brain todayBut we'll forget it all againMonuments put from pen to paperTurns me into a gutless wonderAnd if you tolerate thisThen your children will be nextAnd if you tolerate thisThen your children will be nextWill be nextWill be nextWill be nextGravity keeps my

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Hell is gone and heaven's hereThere's nothing left for you to fearShake your arse come over hereNow screamI'm a burning effigyOf everything I used to beYou're my rock of empathy, my dearSo come on let me entertain youLet me entertain youLife's too short for you to dieSo grab yourself an alibiHeaven knows your mother liedMon cherSeparate your right from wrongsCome and sing a different songThe

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As I walk along these streetsI see a man that walks aloneDistant echo of peoples feetHe has no place to call his ownA shot rings out from a roof overheadA crackhead asks for change nearbyAn old man lies in an alleyway deadA little girl lost just stands there and criesWhat would you do, if it was youWould you take everythingFor granted like you doA boy just 13 on the corner for saleSwallows his

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I was so high I did not recognizeThe fire burning in her eyesThe chaos that controlled my mindWhispered goodbye and she got on a planeNever to return againBut always in my heartThis love has taken its toll on meShe said Goodbye too many times beforeAnd her heart is breaking in front of meI have no choice cause I won't say goodbye anymoreI tried my best to feed her appetiteKeep her coming every

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The last that ever she saw himCarried away by a moonlight shadowHe passed on worried and warningCarried away by a moonlight shadow.Lost in a river last saturday nightFar away on the other side.He was caught in the middle of a desperate fightAnd she couldnt find how to push throughThe trees that whisper in the eveningCarried away by a moonlight shadowSing a song of sorrow and grievingCarried away

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Beauty queen of only eighteenShe had some trouble with herselfHe was always there to help herShe always belonged to someone elseI drove for miles and milesAnd wound up at your doorI've had you so many times but somehowI want moreI don't mind spending everydayOut on your corner in the pouring rainLook for the girl with the broken smileAsk her if she wants to stay awhileAnd she will be lovedShe

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She calls out to the man on the streetsir, can you help me?Its cold and Ive nowhere to sleep,Is there somewhere you can tell me?He walks on, doesnt look backHe pretends he cant hear herStarts to whistle as he crosses the streetSeems embarrassed to be thereOh think twice, its another day forYou and me in paradiseOh think twice, its just another day for you,You and me in paradiseShe calls out to

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And I was hopinThat you had an atlas in your headSo fed up ofThe same old manTheres broken bedrooms and there are broken handsYou were so fed up of the same old broken manAnd do you wannaDo you wannaDo you wanna make love to meI know you wannaI know you wannaI know you wanna make love to meOh I came to tell youThat your my favourite girlAnd would you like it if I put you into my worldTheres

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I'm feeling happy so highly evolvedmy time's a riddle that will never be solveddreamin for somethinreachin for somethinjust waitin for the sun to carry me inif you feel lowyou can buy lovefrom a payphonei don't feel lowmy brother billhe work for the marketlife is an arrow and now he's the targetdreamin for somethinreachin for somethinjust waitin for the sun to carry me inif you feel lowyou can

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Sitting in the dark, I can't forget.Even now, I realize the time I'll never getAnother story of the bitter pills of fateI can't go back againI can't go back againBut you asked me to love you, and I did.Traded my emotions for a contract to commitAnd when I got away, I only got so farThe other me is deadI hear his voice inside my headAnd we were never aliveAnd we won't be born againBut I'll never

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Wake up kidswe got the dreamers diseaseAge 14 they got you down on your kneesSouls polite, we're busy still saying pleaseFriendnemies, who, when you're down ain't your friendEvery night we smash their Mercedes-BenzFirst we run; and then we laugh till we cryBut when the night is fallingand you cannot find the light, lightYou feel your dreams are dyingHold tightYou've got the music in youDon't let

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Girl, you'll be a woman soonI love you so much, can't count all the waysI'd die for you girl, and all they can say is"He's not your kind"They never get tired of puttin' me downAnd I never know when I come aroundWhat I'm gonna findDon't let them make up your mindDon't you knowGirl, you'll be a woman soonPlease come take my handGirl, you'll be a woman soonSoon you'll need a manI've been

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Been here before (6x)Been here before couldn't say I liked itThen do I start writing all this downJust let me plug you into my worldCan't you help me be un-crazyName this for me, heat the cold airTake the chill off of my lifeAnd if I could I'd turn my eyesTo look inside to see what's comingIt comes alive (3x)And I die a little moreIt comes alive (3x)Each moment here til I die a little moreOoh, i

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Oh, make me overIm all I want to beA walking studyIn demonologyHey, so glad you could make itYeah, now you really made itHey, so glad you could make it nowOh, look at my faceMy name is might have beenMy name is never wasMy names forgottenHey, so glad you could make itYeah, now you really made itHey, theres only us left nowWhen I wake up in my makeupIts too early for that dressWilted and faded

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Crash and burnAll the stars explode tonightHow’d you get so desperateHow’d you stay aliveHelp me pleaseBurn the sorrow from your eyesOh, come on be alive againDon’t lay down and dieHey, heyYou know what to doOh, baby, drive away to malibuGet well soonPlease don’t go any higherHow are you so burnt whenYou’re barely on fireCry to the angelsI’m gonna rescue youI’m gonna set you free tonight,

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I'm digging my wayI'm digging my way to somethingI'm digging my way to something betterI'm pushing to stayI'm pushing to stay with somethingI'm pushing to stay with something better, oooh, ooohI'm sowing the seedsI'm sowing the seeds I've takenI'm sowing the seeds I take for grantedThis thorn in my sideThis thorn in my side is from the treeThis thorn in my side is from the tree I've plantedIt

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I kissed you good bye at the airport.I held you so close to me.I said ’So here we are now and I can’t stop from crying Lilly’.And you said ’Hey hey hoo, you know this is the way to goYou will forget about me when I’m on that plane.Forget about me when I’m on that plane.’Tonight tonight tonight tonightI wanna be with you Tonight tonight tonight tonightI wanna be with you tonightThe plane took off

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Crab if you want herShe won't be coming downCrab if you want herShe won't be coming downCrab if you need itShe put her knickers onCrab if you need itShe put her knickers onShe said she's feeling lonelyAnd I say that's OkShe won't be coming back 'round here, no wayShe said she's feeling lonelyAnd I say that's OkShe won't be coming back 'round here, no wayCrab at the bootyT'aint gonna do no

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Breakin' rocks in the hot sunI fought the law and the law wonI fought the law and the law wonI needed the money 'cause I had noneI fought the law and the law wonI fought the law and the law wonI miss my baby and I feel so sadI guess my race is runWell she's the best girl that I ever hadI fought the law and the law wonI fought the law and theRobin' people with a six gunI fought the law and the law

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Yeah !A devil in a midnight mass,He prayed behind stained glassA memory of Sunday classResurrected from the pastHold your breath and count to fourPinky swears don't work no moreFootsteps down the hallway floorGetting closer to my doorI was alive but now I'm singingSilent night for the rest of my lifeSilent night for the rest of my lifeViolent knight at the edge of your knife"Forgive me Father!"

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Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,The red flag wavin' never meant the same,the kids of tomorrow don't need today,When they live in the sins of yesterday. (x2)Well I've never seen us act like this,our only hope is the minds of kids,and they'll show us a thing or two.Our only weapons are the guns of youth,It's only time before they tighten the noose,and then the hunt will be on for you.the

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I, I, I, will battle for the sun, sun, sun.And I, I, I wont stop until I'm done, done, done.You, you, you are getting in the way, way, way.And I, I, I have nothing left to say, say, say.I, I, I, I, I will brush off all the dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt.And I, I, I, I, I will pretend it didn't hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt.You, you, you, you, you, are a black and heavy

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All will fall in love with your ego trippingEverybody's looking for a sunday missionAin't nobody searching for a second chanceI'm just looking for a new romanceAll will fall in love with your ego trippingEverybody's looking for a sunday missionAin't nobody searching for a second chanceI'm just looking for a new romanceBecause you're too serious, your gonnaMake me deliriousBecause you're too

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Lie awake in bed at nightAnd think about your lifeDo you want to be different?Try to let go of the truthThe battles of your youth'Cause this is just a gameIt's a beautiful lieIt's the perfect denialSuch a beautiful lie to believe inSo beautiful, beautiful it makes meIt's time to forget about the pastTo wash away what happened lastHide behind an empty faceDon't ask too much, just say'Cause this is

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What if I wanted to breakLaugh it all off in your faceWhat would you do? (Oh, oh)What if I fell to the floorCouldn't take all this anymoreWhat would you do, do, do?Come break me downBury me, bury meI am finished with youWhat if I wanted to fightBeg for the rest of my lifeWhat would you do?You say you wanted moreWhat are you waiting for?I'm not running from you (from you)Come break me downBury me,

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So I run, hide and tear myself upStart again with a brand new nameAnd eyes that see into infinityI will disappearI told you once and I'll say it againI want my message read clearI'll show you the way, the way I'm goingSo I run, and hide and tear myself upStart again with a brand new nameAnd eyes that see into infinityI was almost thereJust a moment away from becoming unclearEver get the feeling

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If I stand around and watch them drown in a pool of grayWhen we dive in I can surely say there's feud with forceAm I in your way? Please knock me down. Can I help you in?When I'm not around let us all be found in certain waysDear Mr. Queequeg you have been informed your life's been savedYou are not a black-hearted vicious mess so it has been claimedIf this is the beast pulling us towards the east

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Straight lineFeel it burst liver and lungLong and strong'Til she spills her black bloodCenter downVast the head body and tailShatter lifePhyseter catodonCulture vulture Elephant graveyardCulture vultureEngage monsterWreaking vengeanceAssault with all martial rageSail onTraduccion:(Colmillo de hierro)Línea rectaSiéntela destrozando hígado y pulmónLargo y FuerteHasta que ella derrame su sangre

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I got something to sayI killed your baby today and itDoesn't matter much to meAs long as it's deadI got something to sayI raped your mother todayDoesn't matter much to meAs long as she spreadSweet lovely death, just waiting for your breathCold sweet death, one last caressSweet lovely death, just waiting for your breathCold sweet death, one last caressI got something to sayI killed your baby

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Shes a good girl, loves her mam aLoves jesus and america tooShes a good girl, crazy about ElvisLoves horses and her boyfriend tooIts a long day living in resedaTheres a freeway runnin through the yardAnd Im a bad boy cause I dont even miss herIm a bad boy for breakin her heartAnd Im free, free fallinYeah Im free, free fallinAll the vampires walkin through the valleyMove west down Ventura

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Empty spaces - what are we living for?Abandoned places - I guess we know the score..On and on!Does anybody know what we are looking for?Another hero - another mindless crime.Behind the curtain, in the pantomime.Hold the line!Does anybody want to take it anymore?The Show must go on!The Show must go on!Inside my heart is breaking,My make-up may be flaking,But my smile, still, stays on!Whatever

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I think that someone is trying to kill meInfecting my blood and destroying my mindNo man of the flesh could ever stop meThe fight for this fish is a fight to the deathWhite whale - holy grailWhat remorseless emperor commands meI no longer govern my soulI am completely immersed in darknessAs I turn my body away from the sunWhite whale - holy grailSplit your lungs with blood and thunderWhen you see

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Break your happy homeLearn to sing alongTo the music, to the musicClap your hands and shakeOn a summer's dayTo the music, to the musicI'm falling in love with your favourite songI'm gonna sing it all night longI'm gonna dance with somebodyDance with somebodyDance, dance, danceI'm falling in love with your favourite songI'm gonna sing it all night longI'm gonna dance with somebodyDance with

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The more of you that I inspectThe more of me I see reflectThe more I try to read your lipsThe more the mask youre wearing ripsBut when I seek out your voiceMy ears are overcome with noiseYou show and tell with greatest easeRaving impossibilitiesEngaged in crime I grasp my throatEnraged my mind starts to smokeEnforce a mental overloadAngry again, angry again, angry owAnd when the story takes a

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You're such an inspiration for waysThat i will never ever choose to be.Oh so many ways for me to show youHow your savior has abandoned you.Thank(fuck) your god.Your lord, your christHe did this,Took all you hadAnd left you this way.Still you pray, never stray,Never taste of the fruit.Never thought to question why.It's not like you killed someone.It's not like you drove a hateful spear into his

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I see you had your mind all made up you group ofPitiful liars. Before I woke to face the day, your masterPlan transpired. -Something told me- this job had more toMeet the eye. My song is not believed? My words some-What deceiving? Now I'm unwhole.You've waged a war of nervesBut you can't crush the kingdomCan't be what your idols are. Can't leave the scar.You cry for compensation. I ask you please

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Two faced! I feel you crawling under my skin.Sickened by your face.By the way, to think that you're so fucking kind?You ain't!Hard to find how I feel, especially when your smothering me.Hard to find how I feel, please someone help me!I knew when an angel whispered into my ear,You gotta get him away.Hey little bitch! Be glad you finally walked away oryou may have not lived another day.Hard to find

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Oh the wind whistles downThe cold dark street tonightAnd the people they were dancing to the music vibeAnd the boys chase the girls with the curls in their hairWhile the shy tormented youth sit way over thereAnd the songs they get louderEach one better than beforeAnd you're singing the songsThinking this is the lifeAnd you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the sizeWhere you gonna

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The faces all around me they don't smile they just crackWaiting for our ship to come but our ships not coming backWe do our time like pennies in a jarWhat are we saving for [x2]There's a smell of stale fear that's reeking from our skins.The drinking never stops because the drinks absolve our sinsWe sit and grow our roots into the floorBut what are we waiting for? [x2]So give me something to

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Tear down the wallsWake up the worldIgnorance is not... BlissSo fed up with the Second bestOur time, Is here and nowI am the enemyI am the antidoteWatch me closelyI Will Stand up... NOW!We Will RiseAbove (x2)Stereotype foolsPlaying the gameNothing UniqueThey all look the sameIn this Sea of MediocrityI can be anythingAnything I want to beI am the enemyI am the antidoteWatch me closelyI will stand

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SorryAbout my past lifeSorryBut we just missedSorry it had to end upLike thisSorryIf I caused you painSorryI forgot your nameSorryBut you left me outIn the rainThought I knewYou better thanThought I knewYour intentionsThought I knewBut I didn't haveA clueNot a single damn thingWas trueSorryIf I caused you harmSorryI'm no good luck charmSorryYou didn't end upIn my armsThought I knewYou better

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Just a castaway, an island lost at sea, ohAnother lonely day, with no one here but me, ohMore loneliness than any man could bearRescue me before I fall into despair, ohIll send an s.o.s. to the worldIll send an s.o.s. to the worldI hope that someone gets myI hope that someone gets myI hope that someone gets myMessage in a bottle, yeahMessage in a bottle, yeahA year has passed since I wrote my

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Your cruel deep eyesYour blood, like iceOne look could killMy pain, your thrillI want to love you but I better not touch (Don't touch)I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stopI want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poisonYou're poison running through my veinsYou're poison, I don't want to break these chainsYour mouth, so hotYour

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Oh girl you pick me up when I'm downYou take me to the top when you're roundAnd I don't think about the hard times but of youAnd I ain't crackin' upWhen I'm with youAnd I ain't falling upWhen I'm with youSo simple in my worldlike it shouldwhen I'm with you sweet girlI feel goodand I don't think about the hard timesbut of youAnd I ain't crackin' upWhen I'm with youAnd I ain't falling upWhen I'm

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All my life i've been fall-fall- falling apart,Been tumbling down quick firstright from the startI never learned just get up and go onUntil I'm just knocked right off of my feetBut it's not the fall that hurtsIt's when you hit the groundCuz it's not the fall that hurtsIt's when you hit the groundStumblin' with every step I takeAnd it seems I can't get a gripI'm soon gonna slipAnd then I look

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Baby you've got ears just like DumboIt's so sweetAnd your knees knock togetherWhen your walking down the streetYour eyes never look in the same directionAt the same timeI don't think you're the smartest girl on the blockBut I don't mindOnly you can reach my heartOnly you and no one elseOnly you can reach my heartOnly you can reach my heartEverytime we go outPeople stop and stearAnd they talk

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No, You're not the first to fall apartBut always the first one to complainYou better get careful or you'll compromiseEverything You areThis world is a drought when out of lovePlease come back to usYou're all of the above"I'm making a choice to be out of touch.Leave me be." He said,"Leave me here in my stark, raving, sick, sad little world!"I've never had unpaid confidantesIt's more than I would

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Hide your face foreverdream and search foreverHave you ever been for sale ?when your isms get smartoh so selfish and mindlesswith that comment in your eyeDo you think that you are hard ?really harder than the otherman you're acting coldif you are not in chargeDon't split your mentalitywithout thinking twiceyour voice has got no reasonnow is the time to face your liesOpen your eyes, open your

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She said I like just lying on the bedBeneath the ceiling with her head upon my pillowThere's nothing else I'd rather doAnd I said I'd rather do it on the couchOr in the kitchen where aboutYou seem so down childLike nothing could destroy your worldBut I never ever wanted toYou never ever let me toI would but you must wait until it gets darkSo what is it that you want me toI can make it if it's

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Every day here you come walkingI hold my tongue, I don’t do much talkingYou say you’re happy and you’re doin’ finewell go ahead, baby, I got plenty of timeSad eyes never lieSad eyes never lieWell for a while I’ve been watching you steadyAin’t gonna move ’til you’re good and readyYou show up and then you shy awayBut I know pretty soon you’ll be walkin’ this waySad eyes never lieSad eyes never

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You should be happy with what you got...You should be hard to be a brother...You should be happy with what we give you...Hand over my face. I am related to my enemy.My house on fire,And my big brother come put the blame on me.He's a-pushin'...I'm being pushed from above.Oh, and a brother, back to back to back,Better back off of him.You should not questioh at all his authority...Use a flag as a

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The end of the centuryI said my goodbyesFor what it’s worthI always aim to pleaseBut I nearly diedFor what it’s worthCome on lay with me‘Cause I’m on fireFor what it’s worthI tear the sun in threeTo light up your eyesFor what it’s worthFor what it’s worthFor what it’s worthFor what it’s worthBroke up the familyEverybody criedFor what it’s worthI have a slow diseaseThat sucked me dryFor what it’s

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She gave you everything she hadBut she was young and dumbShe'd just turned twenty-oneShe didn't care to hang aroundSo when the shit came downWhy she was nowhere to be foundThis life can turn a good girl badShe was the sweetest thingThat you had ever seenYou're such a delicate boyIn the hysterical realmOf an emotional landslideIn physical termsWith your cherry lips and golden curlsYou could make

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All aboardCrazy,but that's how it goesMillions of people living as foesMaybe it's not too lateTo learn how to loveAnd forget how to hateMental wounds not healinglife's a bitter shameI'm going off the rails on a crazy trainI've listened to preachersI've listened to foolsI've watched all the dropoutsWho make their own rulesOne person conditioned to rule and controlThe media sells it and you live

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I can be your liarI can be your bearer of bad newsSick and uninspired by the diamonds in your fireBurning like a flame inside of youIs this just desire or the truthSo shame on me for the ruseShame on me for the bluesAnother one returned that I'll never useI won't go getting tired of youI won't go getting tired of youI'm not getting tiredI won't go getting tired of youI won't go getting tired of

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