Wild Ones

Verse 1:
Gimme the keys to your abandon
Take it away, this safe place to stand on.
Tell me you don't have a reason.
Tell me you got no one to be pleasing.
Gimme the space to be playful.
Gimme the time to take what we came for

Verse 2:
Gimme the keys to your wasteland
Climb on your caterpillar, dig your head from the sand
I didn't know you could do that
I didn't know you were suited to something else
We jump like a jack in the box
Take off your shoes, take off your socks

Chorus:
Cos maybe we can live like the wild ones
Rip out the guts of the monsters
Maybe we can live like the wild ones
Hey! Maybe we can live like the wild ones
Rip off the heads of the monsters
Maybe we can live like the wild ones

Verse 3:
Don't let the sun set without us
Soon they'll forget so climb onto your rooftops
Shout until they shine the lights on our faces are ageless our faces are golden
We're not another number, numb as the other,
We're a discovery to be discovered

Chorus

Bridge:
And if the thought police come knocking on our door
Well you can tell them that I don't live here anymore
There is a law but it's all unsaid
Keeps you on your feet like the walking dead
You better watch what you get fed
These days, hey, hey, we gotta get away!

Chorus

Похожие новости.

White Birch

Of you and of me There are whispering. The entire world swept Under a feet! That with you and me Is not touchen. If it happens, You’ll better run. We had looked for ourselves, We had got lost. Tell we

Good Life

EVERYBODY LOVES TO CHANGE FROM TIME TO TIME BEING SOMEONE ELSE DOESN’T HAVE TO BE A CRIME EVERYBODY DREAMS TO BE SOMEBODY GOOD LEAVE YOURSELVES BEHIND NOT TO BE MISUNDERSTOOD IF ONLY I COULD HAVE A LITTLE BIT OF

Asphalt Cowboy

The sun has opened up my eyes And I don't wanna leave your side For that lonesome road but here I go Climbing back behind the wheel Of fifty feet of chrome and steel And

Выбор Оружия

Мои слова для тех, кто готовит мне кулак, Кто видит этот знак, пусть знают, Что я не буду стоять просто так! Я буду драться и стараться Убрать агрессию противника на «нет». Я вижу источник своих

Чорнобривц

Чорнобривців насіяла мати У моїм світанковім краю, Та й навчила веснянки співати Про квітучу надію свою. Як на ті чорнобривці погляну, Бачу матір стареньку, Бачу руки твої, моя мамо, Твою ласку я чую, рідненька! Я розлуки та й