Naujienos
|
Dienoraščiai
|
Stiliai
|
Grojaraščiai
Diskusijų temos
|
Kūryba
|
Vartotojai
|
Komentarai
|
Dainų tekstai
|
Gairės
|
|
|
|
Komentarai (1)
Susijusi muzika: pasirinkti
Suraskite ir pridėkite norimus kūrinius, albumus arba grupes:
Susijusi muzika: pasirinkti
Copyright 2001-2024 music.lt. Visos teisės saugomos. Kopijuoti be autorių sutikimo draudžiama.
2011 m. rugpjūčio 20 d. 21:26:20
Sarah, settle down
Put your helmet on
Walk these streets of gold
With cigarettes you hand rolled
I don't know you
And I don't owe you a damn
But I smile so hard it hurts
Just when things get worse
You said you've woken from a dream
Abandoned by your mother
Could this be?
Satan, settle done
Keep your trousers on
You can warm the globe
But leave my wretched soul alone
I don't know you
And I don't owe you a thing
But the children lose their minds
In such uncertain times
And I'm woken from a dream
Surrounded by my lovers
Oh, woe is me!
And a hundred thousand times a day
The yellow lights turn red
And a hundred thousand miles away
I'm turning myself in
Oh, Christ, I am!
Sarah, settle down
Put your helmet on
Walk these streets of gold
With cigarettes you hand rolled
I don't know you
And I don't owe you a thing
But the children lose their minds
In search of certain times
____________________
Legally, it\'s questionable. Morally, disgusting. Personally, I like it.