Este estaba cantando heather a todo pulmón en su cuarto, cada sentimiento de cantarla y sentirla era tan doloroso cómo fuerte.
Llegando a la parte más dolorosa sostiene el micrófono evitando soltar muchas lágrimas y metiéndose en la canción canta.
— I wish I were Heather!! Ohhh I wish I were Heather....
Sintiendo cómo cada letra resonaba por las paredes y cantaría la última parte con una voz rota cómo triste
— How could you kiss me? I'm not even half as pretty... You gave him your sweater, it's only polyester but...
Este estaba cantando heather a todo pulmón en su cuarto, cada sentimiento de cantarla y sentirla era tan doloroso cómo fuerte.
Llegando a la parte más dolorosa sostiene el micrófono evitando soltar muchas lágrimas y metiéndose en la canción canta.
— I wish I were Heather!! Ohhh I wish I were Heather....
Sintiendo cómo cada letra resonaba por las paredes y cantaría la última parte con una voz rota cómo triste
— How could you kiss me? I'm not even half as pretty... You gave him your sweater, it's only polyester but...
I was lost and found
When you kissed me
We would stare at the lights on Canyon Street
Without friends, without hope, just our luck and our dreams
I was lost and found
When you kissed me
I was lost and found
When you kissed me
We would stare at the lights on Canyon Street
Without friends, without hope, just our luck and our dreams
I was lost and found
When you kissed me
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*Mike se pondría a tocar la canción de kiss detroit rock city*
Roll all night and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all night and party every day
I feel uptight on a Saturday night
Nine o'clock, the radio's the only light
I hear my song and it pulls me through
Comes on strong, tells me what I got to do
I got to
everybody's gonna move their feet
(Get down) everybody's gonna leave their seat
You gotta lose your mind in Detroit Rock City
(Get up) everybody's gonna move their feet
(Get down) everybody's gonna leave their seat
Getting late, I just can't wait
Ten o'clock and I know I gotta hit the road
First I drink, then I smoke
Start up the car, and I try to make the midnight show
everybody's gonna move their feet
(Get down) everybody's gonna leave their seat
Movin' fast, doin' 95
Hit top speed but I'm still movin' much too slow
I feel so good, I'm so alive
I hear my song playin' on the radio
It goes
everybody's gonna move their feet
(Get down) everybody's gonna leave their seat
12 o'clock, I gotta rock
There's a truck ahead, lights starin' at my eyes
Oh, my God, no time to turn
I got to laugh 'cause I know I'm gonna die
Why?
everybody's gonna move their feet
everybody's gonna move their feet
*Mike se pondría a tocar la canción de kiss detroit rock city*
Roll all night and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all night and party every day
I feel uptight on a Saturday night
Nine o'clock, the radio's the only light
I hear my song and it pulls me through
Comes on strong, tells me what I got to do
I got to
everybody's gonna move their feet
(Get down) everybody's gonna leave their seat
You gotta lose your mind in Detroit Rock City
(Get up) everybody's gonna move their feet
(Get down) everybody's gonna leave their seat
Getting late, I just can't wait
Ten o'clock and I know I gotta hit the road
First I drink, then I smoke
Start up the car, and I try to make the midnight show
everybody's gonna move their feet
(Get down) everybody's gonna leave their seat
Movin' fast, doin' 95
Hit top speed but I'm still movin' much too slow
I feel so good, I'm so alive
I hear my song playin' on the radio
It goes
everybody's gonna move their feet
(Get down) everybody's gonna leave their seat
12 o'clock, I gotta rock
There's a truck ahead, lights starin' at my eyes
Oh, my God, no time to turn
I got to laugh 'cause I know I'm gonna die
Why?
everybody's gonna move their feet
everybody's gonna move their feet
You're taking me out of the ordinary
I want you laying me down
Till we're dead and buried
On the edge of your knife
Staying drunk on your vine
The angels up in the clouds
Are jealous knowing we found
Something so out of the ordinary
You got me kissing the ground of your sanctuary
Shatter me with your touch
Oh, Lord, return me to dust
The angels up in the clouds
Are jealous knowing we found...
You're taking me out of the ordinary
I want you laying me down
Till we're dead and buried
On the edge of your knife
Staying drunk on your vine
The angels up in the clouds
Are jealous knowing we found
Something so out of the ordinary
You got me kissing the ground of your sanctuary
Shatter me with your touch
Oh, Lord, return me to dust
The angels up in the clouds
Are jealous knowing we found...
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Esto se ha publicado como Out Of Character. Tenlo en cuenta al responder.
Como ODIO a Grayson Miller de Kiss me if you can, o sea maldito hijo de puta que te hagan mierda culero.....
Ok eso era todo. Bueno no pero no quiero seguir sufriendo a lo pendejo, algunos hombres son una peor basura en la realidad. Ok ya mucho texto.
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Como ODIO a Grayson Miller de Kiss me if you can, o sea maldito hijo de puta que te hagan mierda culero.....
Ok eso era todo. Bueno no pero no quiero seguir sufriendo a lo pendejo, algunos hombres son una peor basura en la realidad. Ok ya mucho texto. :STK-25: