throat on a thorn Of the dead rose you left me with And on our last kiss She leaves a bitter taste in my mouth Dead rose
throat on a thorn of the dead rose you left me with. and on our last kiss...she leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. dead rose.
Превод: Осемнадесет Visions. Dead Rose.
tricks, cheaper devices. What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? Holding the vision, but losing our sight, endlessly
One taste One taste One taste of you my Magdalena 3: Rose Don't disturb The beast The tempermental goat The snail while he's feeding on the Rose Stay
and sacrifices. Cheap tricks, cheaper devices. What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? Holding the vision, but losing
about to explode with hatred They killin for pennies, knahmsayin? Peace to the Gods, we got a heavy job... yo, yo Trouble follows behind a wicked mind, 20/20 vision
to explode with hatred They killin for pennies, knahmsayin? Peace to the Gods, we got a heavy job... yo, yo Trouble follows behind a wicked mind, 20/20 vision
