I don't have plans and schemes,
And I don't have hopes and dreams.
I, I, I don't have anything,
Since I don't have you.
And I don't have fond desires,
And I don't have happy hours.
I don't have anything,
Since I don't have you.
Happiness and I guess
I never will again.
When you walked out on me,
In walked old misery,
And she's been here since then.
(hablando)
Yeah, we're fucked!
I don't have love to share,
And I don't have one who cares.
I don't have anything,
Since I don't have you.
You, you, you, oh, oh!
You, you, you, oh, oh!
You, you, you, oh, oh!
You, you, you, oh, oh!
You, you, you, oh yeah!
sábado, 23 de agosto de 2008
SINCE I DON'T HAVE YOU
Etiquetas: Discografìa, gunners, guns n roses, lyrics, The Spaghetti Incident
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yehhaaa!!!!
gui,gui,made fakers....jajaja
you made fakers...
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