Гуру ПесенOur Sunday Affairs - In The Eyes of Sailors We're All Saints | Текст песни
Chasing me down these narrow halls
I am a civil war
I'm an ink blot stain
I'm days away
From where we want to be
Lying on my bed falling asleep
Back at my place, suburban New Jersey
We laid there like an open wound
You commissioned to his wrist
He couldn't handle when you said
I'm just not feeling this
You're just not feeling it
Our Sunday Affairs еще тексты
Сейчас смотрят
- Our Sunday Affairs - In The Eyes of Sailors We're All Saints
- Ricardo Cobo - Maximo Diego Pujol - Stella australis
- Кевин - Большой побег
- polunyagkie - ya tak rad chto eshe komu-to nuzhen
- The Spirit of Versailles - Who the Fuck is Steve Buttcabbage
- Chris Rea - лаунж
- Trevor Jones & Randy Edelman - Promentory (OST The Last Of The Mohicans 1992)
- Snoop Dog ft. Dr.Dre - The Next Episode (Original) OST Диктатор
- Queens of the Stone Age - You Think I Ain't Worth a Dollar, But I Feel Like a Millionaire (With Interlude)
- Пока я жив / Jab Tak Hai Jaan (2012) - Jab Tak Hai Jaan(Javed Ali & Shakthisree Gopalan)
Оценка текста
Статистика страницы на pesni.guru ▼
Просмотров сегодня: 1
