Christian Death - Gloomy Sunday (Atrocities) Sunday is gloomy, My hours are slumberless Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers Will never awaken you Not where the black coach Of sorrow has taken you Sunday is gloomy, With
White Lies 善意谎言 [歌词] I'm picking up really sketch vibes My woman's been telling me lies About other men About where she's been hangin' 我久久的思索着, 那轻描淡写的寥寥数语. 感觉我的女人在对我说谎, 有关其他的男人, 关乎她的心猿意马. Suspicious thoughts in my mind Been brewing' up over time "He'
America! We love you! How many people are proud to be citizens of this beautiful country of ours? The stripes and the stars for the rights that men have died for to protect The women and men who have broke their necks tor the freedom of speech The Un
Mirror, tell me something. Tell me who's the loneliest of all? Mirror, tell me something. Tell me who's the loneliest of all? Fear of what's inside of me. Tell me can a heart be turned to stone? Mirror, mirror, what's behind you? Save me from the thi