Monsoon - speed up -Tokio Hotel

[@mariacristinasanchezchacon]

sigo recordando esa cancion y me duele que bill cambie su estilo pero igual sigues siendo mi grupo tokio hotel lo adoro y soy su alocada fan xd

[@Tomkaulitzitsminebitches]

Sii😢

[@Daylov3shyun]

si 😿

[@arthurcabral4451]

Sim

[@luisalanis8414]

Si 😿

[@Whrktggb]

​@@Daylov3shyunNo extrañen a ese Bill que ocultaba sus sentimientos que sufría rechazo, bullying el era feliz pero no del todo , mejor estén feliz por este Bill que tenemos ahora, feliz que siempre está con una sonrisa pegada así linda cara y se que muchas de nosotras lo extrañamos pero estemos felices por qué el bill de ahora es el hombre mal feliz de toda su vida ,lo apoyan en todo momento,no como antes que casi nadie lo apoyaba por su forma de vestir o de actuar...
Yo también estraño a ese Bill de antes pero este es mejor 💞😿

[@isa.BP.]

Bill 💗😭🌷✨

[@simoneenns4933]

❤❤❤ I love your this Song, I love you Bill ♥️♥️♥️

[@Lanzhansbunny]

I LOVE YOU BILL 😻😻😻😻

[@todorokigirl9773]

amo a tom bill
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

[@thecutestduck2325]

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[@manuelaalvarez4045]

Ich komme aus Deutschland und mag das Hotel in Tokio wirklich

[@noeliagamarra9521]

❤🤤

[@Just_Jinx24]

Je suis le seul commentaire français ici.🇫🇷 j’aime beaucoup tokio hotel, mais j’adore celle-ci ! 🫶🏼

[@Nono_spkk_7]

JE SUIS ICI AUSSIIIII

[@Just_Jinx24]

@@Nono_spkk_7 :D

[@josefineschmidt7273]

HANNAH 👧 TAGEN 👨‍🦲 CIH ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ 💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋

[@cleidegomes3841]

Eu sou a única do Brasil 🤓🤓

[@AnaPaula-lb1lx]

Hallo