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Bài hát Mid Air - Paul Buchanan. The buttons on your collar . The colour on your hair. I think I see you everywhere. I want to live forever,. And watch you dancing in the air. All the lies and make
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Castle Of Glass . Linkin Park . Take me down to the river-bend. . Take me down to the fighting end. . Wash the poison from off my skin. . Show me how to be whole again. . Fly me up on a silver
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stereotypes. You can't tell my kings we can't. Mandem we're linking tings in parks. Now I got a tune with Linkin Park. Like goodbye to my old hoe’s. Goodbye to the cold roads. I can't die for my postcode. Young
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Tôi nhớ khi bầu trời đen kịt. Sấm chớp vậy quanh tôi. Tôi nhớ khi tia chớp chợt xuất hiện. Và khi thời gian dần chìm vào quên lãng. Như một dấu hiệu của sự kinh hoàng. Rồi định mệnh cuối cùng cũng tìm
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The cycle repeated, . As explosions broke in the sky, . All that I needed, . Was the one thing I couldn't find, . And you were there at the turn, . Waiting to let me know, . Chorus . We're building it
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I'm tired of being what you want me to be . Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface . I don't know what you're expecting of me . Put under the pressure, of walking in your shoes . (Caught in the
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Take me down to the river bend. Take me down to the fighting end. Wash the poison from off my skin. Show me how to be whole again. Fly me up on a silver wing. Past the black where the sirens sing. War
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Bài hát Final Masquerade - Linkin Park. Tearing me apart with what you wanna say. Suddenly tomorrow's moment washed away. Cuz I don't have a reason and you don't have the time. But we both keep on
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tiOoh La La. arGoldfrapp. alSupernature. Dial up my number now. Weaving it through the wire. Switch me on. Turn me up. Don't want it Baudelaire. Just glitter lust. Switch me on . Turn me up. I want to
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Bài hát Wastelands - Linkin Park . Uh!. This is war with no weapons,. Marchin with no steppin,. Murder with no killin,. ill in every direction. First, no sequel, do the math. No equal. A John with no
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Why does it feel like night today?. Something in here's not right today. Why am I so uptight today?. Paranoia's all I got left. I don't know what stressed me first. Or how the pressure was fed. But I
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I am a little bit of loneliness, a little bit of disregard. Handful of complaints but I can't help the fact. That everyone can see these scars. I am what I want you to want, what I want you to feel. B
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