Prodigia comploratus. Silens, oro. Regnet exitium. Days of warning. Night brings mourning. My prayers, wordless. Heaven is burning down. I walk stricken.

Haven't we met? You're some kind of beautiful stranger. You could be good for me. I've had the taste for danger. If I'm smart then I'll run away.

Agora que gemem mais pálidas nossas memórias. E há neve no televisor. Agora que chove na sala e se apagam. As velas do barco que me iluminou.

And I wanna believe you. When you tell me that it'll be okay. Yeah, I try to believe you. But I don't. When you say that it's gonna be.

Uh, my mind's filled with mine fields. The ashes fall, the wine spills. The world stops, drops and rolls. It's Judgment Day or a fire drill.

Oh, sweetheart, put the bottle down. You got too much talent. I see you through those bloodshot eyes. There's a cure, you found it.

Keep on writing you're just raping yourself (nothing can take my mind away from them).

Go buy a zip of weed, hit the club. Pay for 'bout ten niggas to get in. We crunk, lit in this bitch, yeah. Know we walk around the world.

[Intro]. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yo, yo, yo. This is how we do it. This is how we go. This is how we rock. This is how we roll. This is how we do it, do it.

Hey, Fonsi! ¡Oh, no! (¿Qué pasa, Demi?). Hey, eh (ay). Tengo en esta historia algo que confesar. Ya entendí muy bien qué fue lo que pasó.

I'm up in the woods, I'm down on my mind. I'm building a still to slow down the time. I'm up in the woods, I'm down on my mind.

Seems I was walking in the wrong direction. I barely recognized my own reflection. Oh scared of love but scared of life alone.

I'm thinking to myself. That I've done something wrong. That I've crossed the line. Have you found out this time. I led you to believe.

I'm only 23 for another hour, give or take. I'm a fan of yours and I need a good mistake. I'm not a sinner or preacher, all I have is sleight of hand.

All we are is broken glass. Thrown to the floor, we were never meant to last. And all we are, are empty shells.

Check it. Ever since i was a little younger. I always had a rhyme that i flung up. In any situation that you brung up.

I'm the man on the mountain, come on up. I'm the plowman in the valley with a face full of mud. Yes, I'm fumbling and I know my car don't start.

The pain in my heart just won't end. The words that I find just don't seem to compare. Waiting my death in the end. Alone, I must seek out the end to begin.

Hello everybody! Get a ride to the west side. Kiss the girl with her tongue tide. Hello everybody! Well get out cause you don't care.

Do the bad thing. Take off your wedding ring. But it won't make it that much easier. It might make it worse. Oh, the night's like a whirlwind.

Stop the clocks, it's amazing. You should see the way the light dances off your hair. A million colours of hazel, golden and red.