I still remember lying on the floor. I still remember trying figure this all out. My body bruised, you slammin' down the door. So many questions, running through my head.
I still remember lying on the floor. I still remember trying figure this all out. My body bruised with no one left to call. So many questions, running through my head.
That's what you do, yeah. That's what you do. That's what you do, yeah. . (You make me wanna) What can I say? What can I do?. I live my life for loving you.
Windsurf, Sunburn and Dollar !. Windsurf, Sunburn and Dollar !. Windsurf, Sunburn and Dollar !. Windsurf, Sunburn and Dollar !.
And all the kids now they come running. It's the weekend, it's the weekend. And all the parents they keep calling,. But there's no answer 'cause it's the weekend.
I do my best to keep from catching cold and getting quiet. And though I try to sleep the sound once soft is loud. So loud and clear. It's constant and banging on the back porch door.
I've been thinking bout wrong,. I've been thinking bout right. I just wanna thrive, I don't wanna fight. I don't wanna fight. . Can you see the flickering lights, baby?.
I've been thinking bout wrong,. I've been thinking bout right. I just wanna thrive, I don't wanna fight. I don't wanna fight. . Can you see the flickering lights, baby?.
Verse 1. . Tell me. Tell me all your deepest secrets. Tell me in a whisper. Quiet dreams you've never spoken. Will you dare to. . Verse 2. . Show me. Show me underneath your armor.
So tell me how was your morning. I stayed up late when out drinking. Made a new friend with affection. He seemed upset about something. He couldn't make a connection.
We are the nights that are wasted and lost. Nights that arrive in a rush. We are the nights that are covered in dust. Nights that are rhythm by life. And even when the night is over.
Watch out. Cause they're coming around. And they can feel the fear in your heart. Find their way in the haze. of your mind. Cause they come with no sound.
Erlend Øye - Who Do You Report To. Who do you report to. To whom can I speak my mind. Do I have to go to. Or can I go directly to the person who is in charge.
(Instrumental). . A whistler on the subway. Remind me that tune. I heard the first time. Around that time I fell in love with you. . A picture in the paper.
your eyes and your profile. hypnotizing me. they caught me. inside of my dream. and they told me. to give up my dream. . these lies blind the sinner. he ignores all the tears.
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We are family. I got all my sisters with me. We are family. Get up ev'rybody and sing. We are family. I got all my sisters with me. We are family. Get up ev'rybody and sing.