Teksty piosenek

From a town known as Wheeling, West Virginia
Rode a boy with a six-gun in his hand
And his...

How can I explain to you
What I am going through
It's such a shame

And how could I...

Non ce n'était pas le radeau de la méduse, ce bateau
Qu'on se le dise au fond des ports, dise...

Your so called meager life
Is plagued with riches
Born by the strong beliefs
Of your so...

We are the night,
we'll tempt you and turn you on.
Live in our hearts
and play with your...