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Take a look at my clothes, all black
Like Johnny Cash, all black
Like the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black
Like the night that we met, all black
Like the colour of your dress, all black
Like the seats in my Cadillac,
I used to see red, now it's just all black
As long as I could remember I dreamed in black and white
As I grew up and the sun went down I never felt more alright
My mother she use to tell me...Son you better get to church
And its a dark dark world and there's evil out there and you know its only getting worse
Yeah I've never been much for weddings or anniversaries but
I'll go to a funeral if I'm invited any day of the week
Some people say that I sound strange some say that I'm not right
But I find beauty in this world every single night
Take a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my clothes, all black
Like Johnny Cash, all black
Like the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black
Like the night that we met, all black
Like the colour of your dress, all black
Like the seats in my Cadillac,
I used to see red, but now it's just all black
I sat down at her table at the end of the night
She was having black coffee and a cigarette, she wasn't wearing white
She said, people tell me that I'm strange they say that I'm not right
She said, the only time I feel alive is in the dead of night
I think I found the one for me
Take a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my clothes, all black
Like Johnny Cash, all black
Like the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black
Like the night that we met, all black
Like the colour of your dress, all black
Like the seats in my Cadillac,
I used to see red, but now it's just all black
I remember feeling so alive
The night I look into her eyes,
Take a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my clothes, all black
Like Johnny Cash, all black
Like the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black
Like the night that we met, all black
Like the colour of your dress, all black
Like the seats in my Cadillac,
I used to see it red, I used to see it red
Take a look at my life, all Black
Take a look at my life, all Black
Take a look at my life, all Black
All Black, all Black
Take a look at my life, all Black
Take a look at my life, all Black
Take a look at my life, all Black
All Black, all Black, all Black, all Black, all Black
Komentarai (1)
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00:10 -
edzkaa1
Nu ką, nemaža tikimybė, kad vistik My Dying Bride nebus Kilkim Žaibu, atšaukė beveik visus šių metų pasirodymus. Tik organizatoriai kažkaip neskuba pranešti ir toliau reklamuoja..
09:40 -
Silentist
guess I did make my name out of my drumming, and I have the big drum sets, and I'm doing all these crazy, odd-time signatures, so, yeah, I guess drumming was very important to what made me popular.
Mike Portnoy
Mike Portnoy
16:33 -
Silentist
Tamsa pasitraukia ir paukštis pakyla, Respublika įveikia tylą. Us tave ir us draugus - virs nakties sviesus dangus (old spice)
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Take a look at my clothes, all black
Like Johnny Cash, all black
Like the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black
The night we met, all black
The colour of your dress, all black
The seats in my Cadillac, all black
As long as I could remember I dreamed in black and white
As I grew up and the sun went down I never felt more alright
My mother she use to tell me...Son you better get to church
And its a dark world and the people out there and you know its only getting worse
Never been much for weddings or anniversaries but
I go to a funeral if I'm invited any day of the week
Some people say I sound strange some say I'm not right
But I find beauty in this world every single night
Take a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my clothes, all black
Like Johnny Cash, all black
Like the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black
The night we met, all black
The colour of your dress, all black
The seats in my Cadillac, all black
I used to see red, but now just all black
I sat down at her table at the end of the night
She was having black coffee and a cigarette, she wasn't wearing white
She said, people tell me that I am strange that I am not right
The only time I feel alright is in the dead of night
I think I found the one for me
Take a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my clothes, all black
Like Johnny Cash, all black
Like the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black
The night we met, all black
The colour of your dress, all black
The seats in my Cadillac, all black
I remember feeling so alive
The night I look into her eyes,
Take a look at my life...
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