Can?t brake down she wrote it on it, got it up upon you, she rides a wooden table oh oh And the lights are so deep when you?re stuck into Halloween
How are you written on the wall there was this punk rock tag Hell a good style but the rhythm and stuff was pretty much the same I pick up the pieces
Hey, scriptwriter procure to deliver a nice end for a our movie The crowds are getting bigger and you... Haven't signed yet a sells contract Our domestic
money (but) My heart goes strong enough With two queers on a telephone Three days in a sailor?s boat drinking Since we left the deck to meet the ocean
And we felt like our home, it was getting all messed up Never wished I had this feeling of falling apart I really might be never getting it, and (it)
Ella dijo no cuentes, el dinero junto a Zara De seguro ella lo va a querer tomar Esta historia solamente tiene un ganador Y un oponente, la gente