Powderfinger - Belter

Tekst :

You go
i feel like dropping bombs between your eyes
but not today
too slow
i feel sinking arrows in your mind
it s all the same
you don t have to reveal it
you get trouble concede
you don t have to reveal it
are you feeling right
are you feeling right
a deafeated sight
are you feeling right
you go
soaking up your public appetite
the war you wage
too slow
i tell you once again you re not my type
you re all the same
something come along gonna make a change
you don t have to reveal it it
you get trouble concede
you don t have to reveal it
are you feeling right
are you feeling right
a defeated sight
are you feeling right

Inne utwory

  • Like a dog
  • Head up in the clouds
  • Skinny Jean
  • Odysseey 5
  • My happiness
  • Pick you up
  • Grave concern
  • Whatever makes you happy
  • Citadel
  • Not my kind of scene
  • Take me in
  • Roll right by you
  • D.A.F
  • The metre
  • Walking stick
  • Up & down & back again
  • Private man
  • On my mind

    • Losowe utwory

    The caretaker

    I live in the cemetery ol caretaker they call me
    In the wintertime I rake the leaves and in the summer I cut the weeds
    When a funeral comes the people cry and pray
    They bury their dead and they all go away
    But through their grief I still...

    Niecud

    Gdyby kiedyś miał się zdarzyć cud
    w cuda będę wierzył z tobą
    od niecudu niech mnie broni
    dobry Bóg

    gdyby kiedyś nam zabrakło słów
    co zamknięte są w pacierzach
    może inne podaruje
    dobry Bóg

    gdyby kiedyś jedna z wielu gwiazd...

    Always wrong

    I m always wrong
    You re always right
    We re in our room
    We start to fight
    Now there s some light
    I see the way
    I don t care how
    You must stay now
    Oh

    I m in the...

    My mother

    Keu deh hyang han nah yeh mah eu meul~ tan sheen geh pyoh hyung hah jee moh teh~
    han sang kah soo meh man ee duhn nah eh mah eu meul~
    ee jeh neun toh ee sang~ keu dehl seu poh hah geh hah jee neun ah neul geh yoh~

    Memories are made of this

    Take one fresh and tender kiss Add one stolen night of bliss One girl, one boy, some grief, some joy Memories are made of this.

    Don t forget a small moonbeam Fold it lightly with a dream Your lips and mine to sip the wine Memories are made of this

    Then at...