Album by D.A.D.
Number of Lyrics in Album : 11
By D.A.D., Like a trip in luxury A little ship with you
By D.A.D., There's a fine line between to use and to spend
By D.A.D., When the day goes into itself And into my veins
By D.A.D., I keep moving into myself I keep all my hate
By D.A.D., Just like an indian I chant and dance around A
By D.A.D., When my soul is in pain I'm going away Going
By D.A.D., I let a lie come true I even cared enough
By D.A.D., Do you really think that you're lost? And that you'll
By D.A.D., A pigeon in a wet tree On a blind day
By D.A.D., It's far too big For my feet to step by
By D.A.D., Like a roach in a sink, I was fighting the