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paar Doobies
Bro, touch meine Chain und du weißt dann, das das Blut fließt
Ha, ich hab Flashbacks, Baby „Romeo Must Die“
Sag, wann hast du aus, Baby,

There's nothing left to say
We've been down that road so many times before
We don't agree to disagree
We're so different you and me
I can't take it

ehe eeeh
Eia ehe ehe eeeh

Sizophumelela zophumelela naphesheya
oh ho ho oho
Sizophumelela zophumelela naphesheya
I'm gonna touch my dreams am walking

You must do it for you this time.
No one means more than you this time.
Oh you know
If you care enough,
The dreams you touch will happen.

You must

fatal illusions
Fatal illusions
Fatal illusions

Blinded by ideology
Out of touch with reality
Off the edge of insanity
A pawn in their conspiracy

Listen! Bats on the evening air
sounding the dusk with cries too high to hear,
invisible scribbles on the sky. One fell,
broken, a heartbeat in

its six, and one points more||And a two point sack on their Quarterback,|And a Field Goal just to be mean,||Our screams and shouts don't leave any

Eight miles high|And when you touch down|You'll find that it's |Stranger than (---)?||Tied in the seats|Then stay where you go(?)|I'll stop

Nothin' for me

Her touch was heaven
Her taste was Hell
She ridin' dirty on my 747
Yeah, I'm comin'

Momma' love me, Momma' love me more
Cuz' you know that

To see, where we are
To go, very far
To hold, all the stars
To feel, who we are
Maybe we can find
A simple life inside, that ever
Changing world
Maybe one

Lying on the grass and
Looking up at the sky
I would like to touch the clouds
But they are way too high

Lying on the grass and
Looking up at the sky

penthouses
La vie, c'est hard comme un flashball en pleine face
J'vais vers le haut sans demander combien est l'étage
Ok, French Touch, America, tu connais

will crumble
And turn to dust

Turn to dust

Humanity is purged
From everyone I'm passing by
Corruption to the core
Forever close the door

Violence

as if angels mock our seats 
Of power and comfortable, lazy minds

Of the three future stars 
That define our cause
I'm inclined to favor number 2
She's

Blessed with the craftsman’s touch, painted prose where the tax may cut
All these lines will keep the door shut for today


Chic with her pheasant

stand in line 'cause they just wanna try  
Remembering a better time 
When they used to touch the sky

We are the towers falling down 
To lay there broken

to retire
GoodNightbaby,SweetDreamsbaby

Rest your mind; I’ll touch your soul
Dreamsof romance ‘bout to unfold
GoodNightbaby,SweetDreamsbaby

So close your

Sometimes

Why must you go on in despair
Living alone thinking that nobody cares
So you say you can't trust no one anymore
You wanna believe in

Tempting us with power
They take away our gold
There is no consolation
To do what we are told

Do they recall the touch of skin?
The red and blue,

Uvangattau
Me too
Taanna
This one
Turaaqtitavu
We dedicate
Angutirlluutinut
To the cowards
Aanniqtirisuut
Who hit,
Attuasuut we say F**K you
Who touch, women

comes the loud use of power 
your favorite word should be vulgar 
I'll say it to your face you're such a disgrace
go on crawl back to your mother

Look around and tell me what you see.
Am I alone,
Or is there something hiding underneath
The weeping willow tree?

Beauty is around us ev'rywhere.

blue 
And teachers were as numb as cheerleader twirls were dumb

Glitter girl
Glitter girl
Glitter girl

Corner Marlenes couldn't touch you 
Stuttering

Caught in a web of city light
The stars are gone
Your friends are gone

And men have grown so tall so tall
To reach out and touch your constant face
But