My joy
The air that I breathe
My joy
In god I believe
My joy
You move me
My joy
The blood in my veins
My joy
Flows in your name
My joy
You move me
I'm not a mountain, no
You move me
My joy
Heavenly bliss
My joy
The pleasures I've missed
My joy
You move me
I'm not a mountaïn, no
You move me
Wrong(romana)
M-am nascut cu semn gresit
In casa gresita
Cu ascendentul gresit
Mi-am luat drumul gresit
Asta a dus la tendinte gresite
Am fost in locul gresit la timpul gresit
Pentru un motiv gresit si o rima gresita
In ziua gresita din saptamana gresita
Am folosit metoda gresita cu tehnica gresita
Gresit
Gresit
Este ceva in neregula cu mine chimic
E ceva in neregula cu mine în mod inerent
Greseala se amesteca in gene
Am ajuns la sfarsitul gresit prin mijloace gresite
A fost un plan gresit
In maini gresite
Cu teoria gresita pentru omul gresit
Liniile gresite pe vibrafoanele gresite
Intrebari gresite cu raspunsuri gresite
Gresit
Gresit
Am fost sa marsaluim cu tamburul gresit
Cu gunoiul gresit
Urinand afara energia gresita
Folosind toate liniile gresite
Si semnele gresite
Cu intensitate gresita
Am fost la pagina gresita din cartea gresita
Cu versiunea gresita a carligului gresit
Am facut miscarea gresita in fiecate gresita noapte
Cu melodia gresita judecata pana cand la el a sunat drept da
Gresit
Gresit
Prea lung
Gresit
M-am nascut cu semn gresit
In casa gresita
Cu ascendentul gresit
Mi-am luat drumul gresit
Asta a dus la tendinte gresite
Am fost in locul gresit la timpul gresit
Pentru un motiv gresit si o rima gresita
In ziua gresita din saptamana gresita
Am folosit metoda gresita cu tehnica gresita
Gresït
In casa gresita
Cu ascendentul gresit
Mi-am luat drumul gresit
Asta a dus la tendinte gresite
Am fost in locul gresit la timpul gresit
Pentru un motiv gresit si o rima gresita
In ziua gresita din saptamana gresita
Am folosit metoda gresita cu tehnica gresita
Gresit
Gresit
Este ceva in neregula cu mine chimic
E ceva in neregula cu mine în mod inerent
Greseala se amesteca in gene
Am ajuns la sfarsitul gresit prin mijloace gresite
A fost un plan gresit
In maini gresite
Cu teoria gresita pentru omul gresit
Liniile gresite pe vibrafoanele gresite
Intrebari gresite cu raspunsuri gresite
Gresit
Gresit
Am fost sa marsaluim cu tamburul gresit
Cu gunoiul gresit
Urinand afara energia gresita
Folosind toate liniile gresite
Si semnele gresite
Cu intensitate gresita
Am fost la pagina gresita din cartea gresita
Cu versiunea gresita a carligului gresit
Am facut miscarea gresita in fiecate gresita noapte
Cu melodia gresita judecata pana cand la el a sunat drept da
Gresit
Gresit
Prea lung
Gresit
M-am nascut cu semn gresit
In casa gresita
Cu ascendentul gresit
Mi-am luat drumul gresit
Asta a dus la tendinte gresite
Am fost in locul gresit la timpul gresit
Pentru un motiv gresit si o rima gresita
In ziua gresita din saptamana gresita
Am folosit metoda gresita cu tehnica gresita
Gresït
Wrong (radio)
Wrong, wrong, wrong!
I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of the wrong week
I used the wrong method with the wrong technique
Wrong
Wrong
There's something wrong with me chemically
Something wrong with me inherently
The wrong mix in the wrong genes
I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means
It was the wrong plan
In the wrong hands
With the wrong theory for the wrong man
The wrong lies, on the wrong vibes
The wrong questions with the wrong replies
Wrong
Wrong
I was marching to the wrong drum
With the wrong scum
Pissing out the wrong energy
Using all the wrong lines
And the wrong signs
With the wrong intensity
I was on the wrong page of the wrong book
With the wrong rendition of the wrong hook
Made the wrong move, every wrong night
With the wrong tune played till it sounded right yeah
Wrong, wrong
(Too long)
Wrong (Too long)
Wrong (Too long)
Wrong (Too long)
Wrong (Too long)
I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of the wrong week
I used the wrong method with the wrong technïque
Wrong!
I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of the wrong week
I used the wrong method with the wrong technique
Wrong
Wrong
There's something wrong with me chemically
Something wrong with me inherently
The wrong mix in the wrong genes
I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means
It was the wrong plan
In the wrong hands
With the wrong theory for the wrong man
The wrong lies, on the wrong vibes
The wrong questions with the wrong replies
Wrong
Wrong
I was marching to the wrong drum
With the wrong scum
Pissing out the wrong energy
Using all the wrong lines
And the wrong signs
With the wrong intensity
I was on the wrong page of the wrong book
With the wrong rendition of the wrong hook
Made the wrong move, every wrong night
With the wrong tune played till it sounded right yeah
Wrong, wrong
(Too long)
Wrong (Too long)
Wrong (Too long)
Wrong (Too long)
Wrong (Too long)
I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of the wrong week
I used the wrong method with the wrong technïque
Wrong!
Wrong
I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of the wrong week
I used the wrong method with the wrong technique
Wrong
Wrong
There's something wrong with me
Cannot be something wrong with me
Inherently
The wrong mix in the wrong genes
I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means
It was the wrong plan
In the wrong hands
With the wrong theory for the wrong man
The wrong lies, on the wrong vibes
The wrong questions with the wrong replies
Wrong
Wrong
I was marching to the wrong drum
With the wrong scum
Pissing out the wrong energy
Using all the wrong lines
And the wrong signs
With the wrong intensity
I was on the wrong page of the wrong book
With the wrong rendition of the wrong hook
Made the wrong move, every wrong night
With the wrong tune played till it sounded right yah
Wrong
Wrong
Too long
Wrong
I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of the wrong week
I used the wrong method with the wrong technïque
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of the wrong week
I used the wrong method with the wrong technique
Wrong
Wrong
There's something wrong with me
Cannot be something wrong with me
Inherently
The wrong mix in the wrong genes
I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means
It was the wrong plan
In the wrong hands
With the wrong theory for the wrong man
The wrong lies, on the wrong vibes
The wrong questions with the wrong replies
Wrong
Wrong
I was marching to the wrong drum
With the wrong scum
Pissing out the wrong energy
Using all the wrong lines
And the wrong signs
With the wrong intensity
I was on the wrong page of the wrong book
With the wrong rendition of the wrong hook
Made the wrong move, every wrong night
With the wrong tune played till it sounded right yah
Wrong
Wrong
Too long
Wrong
I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of the wrong week
I used the wrong method with the wrong technïque
World in my eyes
Let me take you on a trip
Around the world and back
And you won't have to move
You just sit still
Now let your mind do the walking
And let my body do the talking
Let me show you the world in my eyes
I'll take you to the highest mountain
To the depths of the deepest sea
And we won't need a map
Believe me
Now let my body do the moving
And let my hands do the soothing
Let me show you the world in my eyes
That's all there is
Nothing more than you can feel now
That's all there is
Let me put you on a ship
On a long, long trip
Your lips close to my lips
All the islands in the ocean
All the heaven's in motion
Let me show you the world in my eyes
That's all there is
Nothing more than you can touch now
That's all there is
Let me show you the world ïn my eyes
Around the world and back
And you won't have to move
You just sit still
Now let your mind do the walking
And let my body do the talking
Let me show you the world in my eyes
I'll take you to the highest mountain
To the depths of the deepest sea
And we won't need a map
Believe me
Now let my body do the moving
And let my hands do the soothing
Let me show you the world in my eyes
That's all there is
Nothing more than you can feel now
That's all there is
Let me put you on a ship
On a long, long trip
Your lips close to my lips
All the islands in the ocean
All the heaven's in motion
Let me show you the world in my eyes
That's all there is
Nothing more than you can touch now
That's all there is
Let me show you the world ïn my eyes
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