Purelove, baby it's purelove. Milk and honey and Captain Krunch and you in the mornin'. Purelove, baby it's purelove. Ninety nine and forty four one hundreds percent purelove I wake up with
This was just meant to be. You are coming back to me. 'cause, this is purelove. 'cause, this is purelove. Mikham to vaghty khaby. Kenareh to beshinam. Ageh yeh vaght khabam bord. Baz khabeh
Purelove, baby it's purelove. Milk and honey and Captain Krunch and you in the mornin'. Purelove, baby it's purelove. Ninety nine and forty four one hundreds percent purelove I wake up with
I'm so sick of singing about hate. It's never going to make me change. It breaks me down bit by bit. Keeps me steadily feeling sick. . So carve your name into the stone. When we're gone we can s
There is a dead black smoke in the heart of the valley. And it burns into your lungs so savagely. A cloud of blood always raining red. A single bag to carry all the dead. We are nothing but a brea