I'm going out of my mind, going out on a limb Going out on the town with all my friends I tried a new girl, new look, a new town I didn't get it when you said you'd always stick around You're out in a crown in the dark of the night Saying you'd never

On a parcouru le chemin Et je te hais de tout mon corps On a tenu la distance Mais je t'adore On a souffert en silence Mais je t'adore encore Regarde-toi assise dans l'ombre A la lueur de nos mensonges

Aunque quiera escaparme why no sentir mi corazon, Aunque trate de olvidar, quien decide es el amor. Aunque hay alas en mi alma why mil caminos en mi piel, Aunque mande la razon, quien decide es el amor. La vida siempre se ha Gobernado sola, Pregunta lo

One-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight-nine There are ten things you need to know (number one!) We rowed across the Hudson at dawn My friend, William P. Van Ness signed on as my (number two!) Hamilton arrived with his crew Nathaniel Pendleton and a

She's got everything she needs She's an artist, she don't look back Proud to steal her anything she sees She never stumbles She's got no place to fall Bow down to her on Sunday Salute her when her birthday comes She can take the dark out of the night

Y gritar y gritar y gritar Y cederle al coraje un lugar Las palabras tienen filo Y a mi nadie me a prohibido gritar Y ponerle nombre al miedo Y arrancarle un rayo al cielo Ser feliz aunque pueda fallar Por que un nudo en la garganta no se suelta Si se

O cara nais underground que eu conheço é o diabo Que no inferno toca cover das canções celestiais Com sua banda formada só por anjos decaídos A platéia pega fogo quando rolam os festivais Equanto isso deus brinca de gangorra no playground Do céu com os

Je dors, je dors. J'avais un ami qui m'aimait, Ne m'enterrez pas encore. Je n'suis pas mort Et n'encombrez pas ma mémoire De vos regrets de vos histoires Rangez-moi dans vos souvenirs

Soon you'll not remember anything Because father it's always today But then someday neither will I Tomorrow though is nothing to fear Life won't flash before your eyes Instead we'll fall away then melt like snow The secret storms of your wild youth Now

Il était là, dans ce fauteuil, Comme un père débordant d'orgueil Mon spectateur du premier jour, Pour celui qui prenait son tour, Petit, tu m'as fait bien plaisir Entre ses larmes et son sourire, Il n'y avait pas de frontière. Premier témoin de mes faux