Catatonia - Valerian | Текст Иностранной Песни
Never meant you no harm Never meant you no harm, yea yea Never spun you no yarns Never spun you no yarn, yea yea And she'll go yea, where he goes, yea We all
Catatonia - No Stone Unturned | Текст Иностранной Песни
No stone unturned Your spurn is stoned Lifeless and drowned Liquid desire Casual at best Slow disinterest To routine bound Partially dressed I did
Catatonia - Blow The Millenium, Part 2 | Текст Иностранной Песни
When they look around and they will look around They'll be without the kind of things we lex about Do with background inventions for one last glimpse to the real When
Catatonia - Storm The Palace | Текст Иностранной Песни
Storm the palace Storm the palace Storm the palace Storm the palace (Here we go, here we go) Storm the palace Storm the palace Storm the palace Storm the
Catatonia - I Am The Mob | Текст Иностранной Песни
I put horses' heads in people's beds 'Cause I am the mob When duty calls gonna bust some balls 'Cause I am the mob Don't try and tell me it's
Catatonia - Beautiful Loser | Текст Иностранной Песни
For those who won't and never will, song sounds blue No one at home and time to kill Song for the beautiful loser She would hide at the park and ride, glued up to the
Catatonia - You Can | Текст Иностранной Песни
I got your message today, isn't it hard to be recumbent again? he comes and ruins your day, a shove in the side enough to drive you insane But when you go to talk about your fling
Catatonia - Intercontinental Sigh | Текст Иностранной Песни
You ran out of stories and the night is long Like the iciest winter we struggle, the bond is gone Traps sprung in conversation And your silence is welcome Someone
Catatonia - Lost Cat | Текст Иностранной Песни
Lost cat in Arthur Street, black and white If you go, I'll come without a fight I'm sick of hearing damning words of you Come cursing through my head And I'm too
Catatonia - Bleed | Текст Иностранной Песни
Now, his intentions unfold, they're not what they seem He only wants to take control Boy, is he selling you loads, all you do is conceive Grant him his black-eyed fantasy