Doda - Dzieci ziemi
Tekst :
Tam zaszło Słońce w środku dniaI serce tego miasta bić przestało
Telewizorów zimny blask
Skuł lodem twarze wszystkim nam
Tak jakby w miejscu stanął czas
Pomiędzy ciszą a mym pierwszym słowem
Wtedy poznałam strachu twarz
I jego całkiem ziemski dotyk
Dzieci Ziemi
Zabijają się
To mogłeś Ty być, mogłam ja
Jednym z tych ludzi, których teraz już nie ma
I jakiś płomień we mnie zgasł
A dziwne zimno myśli zabiera
Dzieci Ziemi
Zabijają się
Póki mogę - krzyczę
Póki żyję
Dzieci Ziemi
Zabijają się
Krzyczę - zimno
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Blame it on you
She was a friend of me
soon become the enemy
my heart said it was meant to be
cold sweats and nightmares of killin her for breakin me
bound to be 1 from corruption of adultery
prayin at night this day i’ll never see through
who knew this gal was out to get me for years
seein...
soon become the enemy
my heart said it was meant to be
cold sweats and nightmares of killin her for breakin me
bound to be 1 from corruption of adultery
prayin at night this day i’ll never see through
who knew this gal was out to get me for years
seein...
Touchdown turnaround
Every night i see you standing in the corner
Shaking that thang like youre playing pop warner
Touchdown turnaround play by play keep the score
Would you turn me down if im not what youre looking for
I never knew you (don t give up on me)
Threw so hard
Touchdown turnaround i never see you...
Shaking that thang like youre playing pop warner
Touchdown turnaround play by play keep the score
Would you turn me down if im not what youre looking for
I never knew you (don t give up on me)
Threw so hard
Touchdown turnaround i never see you...
817
Duffle bag on my shoulder, ticket in my hand
I ve got a guitar on my back
Headed west to a promise of a future
Smoky clouds predict my fate, of fortune and uncertainty
Not sure how the road s gonna ride
Leavin you...
I ve got a guitar on my back
Headed west to a promise of a future
Smoky clouds predict my fate, of fortune and uncertainty
Not sure how the road s gonna ride
Leavin you...
Last man standing
I – I am the one
The one – who lost control
Control – but in the end I’d be the...
The one – who lost control
Control – but in the end I’d be the...
High
Yeah yeah yeah
let the fire burn
let the fire roar
bouncin back and forth to beat
gettin angle wings to soar high
[Bonafide]
I gotta hit den submit it to
let the flame consume me, control me, that i would listen to it
glisten while its christenin
rhymes that bring precision through it
lines paintin ...
let the fire burn
let the fire roar
bouncin back and forth to beat
gettin angle wings to soar high
[Bonafide]
I gotta hit den submit it to
let the flame consume me, control me, that i would listen to it
glisten while its christenin
rhymes that bring precision through it
lines paintin ...