Mutiilation — тексты песен

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Overlooked

• Bitch Slapped
  

  lets go! well, just another tuesday night another night alone again another night, this isn`t right and i said to myself, well i don`t mind but i don`t know how much more i can take of your bullshit and your lies so stop leading me on i`m not the one...

Mutabor

• ICH MÖCHTE DICH GERN...
  

  
  Ich möchte Dich gern kennenlernen
  Mich an Deiner nähe wärmen
  Ich bin nicht intellektuell
  Ich habe auch kein dickes Fell
  
  Wieso nicht, was ist denn schon dabei
  Worte sind doch einerlei
  Ich ...

Mutantes

• Beijo Exagerado
  

  
  
  
  Estava passeando e mascando chiclete Quando vi na minha frente Uma perna inesquecvel Eu vi tambm uns olhos de raro esplendor Que diziam venha logo E me beije meu amor Yeah, yeah Que beijo muito louco Eu desbundei Sua boca de velud...

Александр Гейнц, Сергей Данилов

• Алена
  

  Музыка Александра Гейнца
  
  Слова Сергея Данилова
  
  
  
  Em Am H7
  
  Знаю, Алена, я был первый,
  
  Em Dm E7
  
  К...

Mutiilation

• Beyond The Decay Of Time And Flies
  

  
  
  
  You`re all worms and mud, just a question of time Idealizing the past, old memory seems so beautiful But the decayed flowers have lost their colors for ever And what is dead will never be again I`d like to collect those cute dead...

Mutton Birds

• Anchor Me
  

  
  
  
  (Don McGlashan) Full fathom five Someday I`ll lie Singing songs that come >From dead men`s tongues Anchor me, anchor me As the compass turns And the glass it falls Where the storm clouds roll And the gulls they call Anchor me, anc...

Sammy Kershaw and Lorrie Morgan

• Maybe Not Tonight
  

  
  
  
  You don`t touch me anymore You never say the words I love you You just sit behind your paper The silence cuts me like a razor I`m gonna leave you Maybe someday soon When I can give up this fight But maybe not tonight We don`t tal...

Sammy Kershaw

• A Good Year For The Roses
  

  
  
  
  (Jerry Chesnut) I can hardly bear the sight of lipstick On the cigarettes there in the ashtray Lyin` cold the way you left`em But at least your lips caressed them while you packed And a lip print on a half-filled cup of coffee Th...