Otros Ejercicios
Caraphernelia 
Hard
de Pierce The Veil
Completa los huecos, después pulsa el botón Score para chequear tus respuestas
Sunshine
There ain't a thing that you can do
That's gonna my night
(But, there's just something about)
This dizzy and her little blue boy
Licking your fingers like you're done and
You've decided there is so much more than me
And baby, honestly
It's harder breathing next to you, I shake
I brought a gun and as the preacher tried to stop me
Hold my it's beating for you anyway
if I can't forget you?
I'll your into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good up the pieces?
None of the colors light up anymore in hole...
Nobody prays for the heartless
Nobody gives another penny for the selfish
You're how to you kill now
Don't me, I'm just reaching for your necklace
Talking to my mom about little girl from Texas
What if I can't forget you?
I'll burn name into my throat
I'll be the that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole
Just give her back to me
You know I can't afford the medicine
That feeds what I need
So, baby, if I can't forget you?
(What if I can't forget you?)
Collide invisible like a shadow on the wall
And just throw, oh no
You can't throw me away...
So, if I can't you?
I'll burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
What if I don't want to?
(Oh-oh oh-oh....)
What if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your into my throat
I'll be the that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
of the ever light up anymore in this hole
Just give her back to me
You know I can't afford the medicine
That what I need
So, baby, what if I can't forget you?
(What if I can't forget you?)
I'd better to live alone
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
What's so good about? What's so good about?
What's so about picking up the pieces?
(Oh)
There ain't a thing that you can do
That's gonna my night
(But, there's just something about)
This dizzy and her little blue boy
Licking your fingers like you're done and
You've decided there is so much more than me
And baby, honestly
It's harder breathing next to you, I shake
I brought a gun and as the preacher tried to stop me
Hold my it's beating for you anyway
if I can't forget you?
I'll your into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good up the pieces?
None of the colors light up anymore in hole...
Nobody prays for the heartless
Nobody gives another penny for the selfish
You're how to you kill now
Don't me, I'm just reaching for your necklace
Talking to my mom about little girl from Texas
What if I can't forget you?
I'll burn name into my throat
I'll be the that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole
Just give her back to me
You know I can't afford the medicine
That feeds what I need
So, baby, if I can't forget you?
(What if I can't forget you?)
Collide invisible like a shadow on the wall
And just throw, oh no
You can't throw me away...
So, if I can't you?
I'll burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
What if I don't want to?
(Oh-oh oh-oh....)
What if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your into my throat
I'll be the that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
of the ever light up anymore in this hole
Just give her back to me
You know I can't afford the medicine
That what I need
So, baby, what if I can't forget you?
(What if I can't forget you?)
I'd better to live alone
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
What's so good about? What's so good about?
What's so about picking up the pieces?
(Oh)
Click en la palabra para obtener su definición.
( Traducción Automática )
Con tecnología de Microsoft® Translator
