letra de born to die in berlin - nina hagen
junkies, wh-r-s and pimps
devils around my bed
there is no choice and no difference
and no one seems to notice
sometimes i feel like screaming
sometimes i feel like i just can’t win
sometimes i feel like i was born
to die in your arm in berlin
intoxicated by the orchids
abandoned in the garden
demanding morphine for communion
because my soul was burning
sometimes i feel like screaming
sometimes i feel like i just can’t win
sometimes i feel like i was born
to die in your arm in berlin
stranded in the sweet windings
breathing the pale moon silver
tasting the last drops of life
from a sweet transvest-te’s lips
sometimes i feel like screaming
sometimes i feel like i just can’t win
sometimes i feel like i was born
to die in your arm in berlin
letras aleatórias
- letra de marhabaan - sensei boolin
- letra de om om om om - micachu
- letra de catching santa - david phelps
- letra de into you - zip dreams
- letra de no melody song for violent - kane da kid
- letra de callout post - viva
- letra de calling me - gallo
- letra de pipsqueaks / pillow talk - j $ensei
- letra de the cherry tree carol - shirley collins
- letra de about to fall - david mackenzie