Artyści na literę:
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9
Utwory na literę:
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9
Utwory na literę:
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9
Fool
- wykonawca: Dark
- album: Endless Dreams Of Sadness
Why do you play with fire
and run towards disaster
your head is filled with drugs
rid of all realizations
It slows time to a dimension
you're flying through your brainspace
you've created a land of milk and honey
where everything seems to be funny
You forget drugs' danger
your life lost every kind of value
you fall into a hole
but no one is there to help you
Why do you play with fire
and run towards disaster
your head is filled with drugs
rid of all realizations
You're a fucking fool
with drugs you are a tool
you're lying with your stinking breath
sorry you are near to death
Why do you play with fire
and run towards disaster
your head is filled with drugs
rid of all realizations
It slows time to a dimension
you're flying through your brainspace
you've created a land of milk and honey
where everything seems to be funny
You forget drugs' danger
your life lost every kind of value
you fall into a hole
but no one is there to help you
Why do you play with fire
and run towards disaster
your head is filled with drugs
rid of all realizations
- album: Endless Dreams Of Sadness
Why do you play with fire
and run towards disaster
your head is filled with drugs
rid of all realizations
It slows time to a dimension
you're flying through your brainspace
you've created a land of milk and honey
where everything seems to be funny
You forget drugs' danger
your life lost every kind of value
you fall into a hole
but no one is there to help you
Why do you play with fire
and run towards disaster
your head is filled with drugs
rid of all realizations
You're a fucking fool
with drugs you are a tool
you're lying with your stinking breath
sorry you are near to death
Why do you play with fire
and run towards disaster
your head is filled with drugs
rid of all realizations
It slows time to a dimension
you're flying through your brainspace
you've created a land of milk and honey
where everything seems to be funny
You forget drugs' danger
your life lost every kind of value
you fall into a hole
but no one is there to help you
Why do you play with fire
and run towards disaster
your head is filled with drugs
rid of all realizations