Lyrics:
Twisted lady, twisted baby Misted vapor, Mr. Forsaken Twisted lady, twisted baby Twisted lady, morphine kissing me to death Can't wait any longer
Akhi fik fem skud på fucking gaden De' ligeglad', men hvil i fred Hvil i fred Til de ung', der misted' livet, for der' ild i gaden Drømt' om et
Covered in darkness a time that is past Waiting adrift they cannot hold back Cannot hold back Tear misted eyes standing alone A broken will over
Howling the pack in formation appears Diamonds and clubs, light misted fog, the dead Waving us back in formation, The pack in formation Bowling they
Bunny Bunny I will ban you Will be blacklisted Bunny Bunny look at my wrists Is your misted Bunny Bunny i so like you I'm a wolf nice to meet you Bunny
misted There's pain in the mist, clouds fade when they Tokyo drift There's pain in the mist and my mind is misted Silver bullet in my heart what a wish
Paidmen Alt det, vi har, det misted' jeg troen til stille og roligt Du gi'r mig psykose, jeg ka' ikk' bruge det, hva' ska' det bruges til? Så
This is quiet night Stones for our cry All the misted windows Get lost in our soul This is quiet night Stones for our cry All the misted windows Get
første stå Det vi har fået, det ska' vi miste Og det som vi misted', det ska' vi få Så gik jeg til min hjærtenskær For at slukke mit begær Men hun fik en
Corneas misted Put put put put Color high Put put put Motionless Put put put put For seconds at a time A hand that is cold in another colder Put put
Howling the pack in formation appears Diamonds and clubs, light misted fog, the dead Waving us back in formation, The pack in formation Bowling
Jeg vil ikk' leve for evigt Jeg vil gern' lære at flyve Og mødes med de folk, vi misted' Må man ha' weed med i det evige liv? Jeg vil ikk' leve
Jeg vil ikk' leve for evigt Jeg vil gern' lære at flyve Og mødes med de folk, vi misted' Må man ha' weed med i det evige liv? Jeg vil ikk' leve
her, når vejene bli'r stejle? Jeg vil ha' dig med, uanset hvorhen jeg går hen" Sagde: "Pige, hvis jeg misted' alting Vil du bli' eller find' dig en
it Visions are hyperreal Rising from the vapor misted patterns, voices left behind From the vapor misted patterns, can we stay a while? Guess I'm
I had a vision, Of festive day's, She's like an eagle, In the misted haze, Sit and wonder at the sky, Watch the river flowing by, Now it ends
Death phoenix rising Tainted by his vile heinous stare Consciousness fading We are misted by his salted air Cursing our spirit All behold
twisted He’s got me kinda misted Think I’m falling in his trap No way in hell I’m looking back Obviously, it’s on the down low Most of what he does is just
and smoke-misted rooms From Echo Park to West Hollywood Feeling loved and well-understood In the promised land of California And when dawn returns us to the daily
twisted He's got me kinda misted Think I'm falling in his trap No way in hell I'm looking back Obviously, it's on the down low Most of what he does is just
race is paying debts The floor trembles with regret And the skies are misted red The brutal truth is that we're fucked Awaiting death as their egos grow
(Stop) The wings are still waving A maze a decision to make (To make) I'm blinded what's s at stake My heart my mind or my misted sight My heart my mind
Eyes misted by the spray Even when the storms of consequence wash over us The sea will carry them away Waves foaming, bow rising Storm clouds watery
to the Maritimes I shall release it from death and decay I return to her misted climes I shall devour her death and decay I am the Viator I am the path,
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