Волынки и Web.
Ничего общего! Почти...

Blame

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 10.09.2012

So I think you are a fool
Hanging on my every word
I'm getting ugly, So I'm ugly..

Tear me from your heart
Tearing me apart.

So I thought you'd disappear
Being alone is what you fear
Are you lonely?
Yes, lonely.

Tear me from your hearttttttlllliiifee
Tearing me apart.

Rolling, and throwing, consoling
Everything that goes this far
Joking and hoping, revolting
All that shit that's who you are
Holding, and scolding, revolving
Peel it back, reveal the scar.
Loathing, exploding, controlling
This is what you really are.

The time is coming
Gone Insane
Your really happy
You've won the game

The time is coming
A bed of flames
Your life is over
And you???????€??¬???€???re to blame

The time is coming
You've gone insane
Your really happy
You've won the game

The time is coming
A bed of flames
Your life is over
And you???????€??¬???€???re to blame

Blame [x4]

Rolling, and throwing, consoling
Everything that goes this far
Joking and hoping, revolting
All that shit that's who you are
Holding, and scolding, revolving
Peel it back, reveal the scar.
Loathing, exploding, controlling
This is what you really are. [x2]


Похожие новости.


Нехай Собі Говорять

Нехай Собі Говорять

1 Нехай мені всі кажуть, Що сором я згубила. Нехай мені всі кажуть, Що хлопця спокусила. Нехай собі говорять, Та що мені до того? Нехай собі говорять - Не можу я без нього! Приспів: Нехай собі говорять хтозна що, Не стану,



Highway Unicorn (Road To Love)

Highway Unicorn (Road To Love)

We can be strong We can be strong Out on this lonely run On the road to love We can be strong We can be strong Follow that unicorn On the road to love Run, run with her



Традиционная (Для Майка)

Традиционная (Для Майка)

Эту тему придумал не я. Этой теме уже столько лет. Я спою её, даже если сильно пьян. Я сыграю её даже на фанк-трубе. Но, не смотря на это из года в год Я



Smalltown Boy

Smalltown Boy

you leave in the morning with everything you own in a little black case alone on the platform the wind and the rain on a sad and lonely face mather will never understand why you had to



Grade 8

Grade 8

My mind is a warrior, My heart is a foreigner, My eyes are the colour of red like a sunset, Never keep it bottled up, Left to the hands of the coroner, Be a true




Нет комментариев

Комментариев нет.

Извините, обсуждение на данный момент закрыто.