My Insanity lyrics
My Insanity lyrics
"Failed Experiment lyrics"
That I Would Be Good lyrics
that I would be good even if I did nothing that I would be good even if I got the thumbs down
I am a tender something
Caught in a golden cage
The wonder of new age
Created in a moving dream - just a concept
Years passed by - countless equations
'Til the theory about me was created
Even though I did not exist
They were possessed by the dream
No one comes close to me
Sometimes I taste the salt from my skin
Life goes through my mind
I want to be damn
I was predictably influenced
By diabolic genius
No one thought about possible aftereffects
And now?
A failed experiment
Well, here I'm held
Fenced in but intelligent
None of th
None of them provides me with affection
They are afraid of me - the moster of a new age
Sometimes I wish I was stillborn
Sometimes I dream I was simply different
that I would be good even if I did nothing that I would be good even if I got the thumbs down
I am a tender something
Caught in a golden cage
The wonder of new age
Created in a moving dream - just a concept
Years passed by - countless equations
'Til the theory about me was created
Bronze, Silber & Gold lyrics
Wir war`n wie Pech und Schwefel. Und lebten in den Tag. Zum Teufel mit de
I broke their mindsWir war`n wie Pech und Schwefel. Und lebten in den Tag. Zum Teufel mit de
Even though I did not exist
They were possessed by the dream
No one comes close to me
Sometimes I taste the salt from my skin
Life goes through my mind
I want to be damn
Pois lyrics
Pois ? Fica o dito e redito por n?o dito E ? dif?cil dizer que inda ? bon
edPois ? Fica o dito e redito por n?o dito E ? dif?cil dizer que inda ? bon
I was predictably influenced
By diabolic genius
No one thought about possible aftereffects
And now?
A failed experiment
Well, here I'm held
Fenced in but intelligent
None of th
Champion lyrics
So you wanna be a champion! Let's not beat around the bush I got my hands
em provides me with affectionSo you wanna be a champion! Let's not beat around the bush I got my hands
None of them provides me with affection
They are afraid of me - the moster of a new age
Sometimes I wish I was stillborn
Sometimes I dream I was simply different