What do you want, what do you wantwhat do you want for youa new way, a new lifea new road, a new timea new eye, a new lighta new day, a new skyWhat do you want, what do you wantwhat do you want for youa new way, a new lifea new road, a new timea new eye, a new lighta new day, a new skyWhat do you want, what do you wantwhat do you want for you
BLACK It's a brand new season You got a rock to face You seem lost in the corner But you have to be there You were a part-time hero So sure of your fate Now you're back to zero I go back in time Watching the world around Go back in time Watching the world around Watching the world around You have a hundred reasons To get discouraged You find a hundred meanings Why here you remain You're still a full-time hero No fear on your face You'll spread your wings tomorrow I go back in time Watching the world around Go back in time Watching the world around Watching the world around Watching the world around Watching the world around Watching the world around
Paroles ... Alternative R&B. Sensuel, atmosphérique, nocturne & déterminé. ...Alternative R&B. Sensuel, atmosphérique, nocturne & déterminé. Chanson exprimant un sentiment de lutte intérieure, de confrontation avec les aspects sombres et cachés de la vie, ainsi que la recherche d'identité et de sens. Chanteur, synthé & rythmique.
Burn the sages
New chapter in my life tear out all the pages
I’m losing all my mind I’m trying to face it
Skeletons in my closet turn into a basement
All my deep and darkest secrets
I hide away cause no one can keep it no
My soul been reeking no
My soul been bleeding
I just gotta climb to the top I just gotta know who I am
Darkest fears really hit the spot
I’m noticing my life’s out of hand
Reflect on myself
I’ve been running from my shadows
Hypnotized by the ceiling I know
Contemplating who I am
I’m trapped in my memories
Past life yeah its haunting me
So would you let me be
Yeah would you let me be
Cause I'm trapped in my memories
I lost my dignity
My mind won't let me free
My conscience tortures me
Set me free
I'm victim to my own thoughts
And I'm digging my own grave
Who gon’ listen
Life got me in a position
And I'm drowning thinking about holding on
And I'm running
Thinking I outran it all
But I come right back to my problems
And I know that I try
I'm feeling I'm all out of options
I feel dead all inside but I gotta fight
Reflect on my self I've been running from my shadows
Hypnotized by the ceiling I know
Contemplating who I am
Paroles ... Sentimental puis déterminé. Progression & climax avec chosristes ...Sentimental puis déterminé. Progression & climax avec chosristes pop @ 2'28. Chanteur & groupe pop rock.
I am still confused , till I seek this woman
she's a sweet , honey deep and shy
I don't know what to choose , How to keep this girl
stand by me come on baby one more time
I'm driving so far, I'm driving so far, I'm driving so far, On the way you got me
My feelings are diffused, till you grave me these words
saying you got to leave the town
That I had to cut you loose , we would live together
You would cross me baby one more time
I'm driving so far, I'm driving so far, I'm driving so far, On the way you got me
I don't know what to choose , would I reach tis woman
And my love is up and down
And I'm now disabused, I am sick of this whole thing
Show you please baby just one time
I'm driving so far, I'm driving so far, I'm driving so far, On the way you got me
Yeah I've lost my loving
My heart is up and down
Yeah I've wasted my loving
Why did you let me down
All I can do by myself
I want to shoot me down
Yeah I've wasted my loving
I'm sick of falling in love
Far , I'm driving , Far , I'm driving
So far I'm driving , Far , I'm driving
Paroles ... Nostalgique, sentimental & dark. Groupe rock avec chanteur.
Back to the plane, you know Somehow I've got to go Home is a cold case I thing you should go Tears are a fact and a call Here, on my cheeks when I fall Colours are blending in my dreams As I move along Too many hours a day No single place to go Low grounds and far space On the same window I know the key to the door You've got to push down a wall There is nothing left to hear Nothing more to grow The only one feeling, everyone's got A lonely heart's colour is anyone's black All in all better, when feeling off track Every soul living's got the tears in the back Some sing the dark away Some say the day will shine So much for light ray I rise at night-time Shade on the sands of the shore Fades on us for evermore You are a question to my ears With answers on the floor The only one feeling, everyone's got A lonely heart's colour is anyone's black All in all better, when feeling off track Every soul living's got the tears in the back The only one feeling, everyone's got A lonely heart's colour is anyone's black All in all better, when feeling off track Every soul living's got the tears in the back ad lib
I want you to know
How beautiful the truth is
I want you to know
How beautiful the truth is
I want you to know
How beautiful the truth is
I wan’t you to know
I wan’t you to know
How beautiful the truth is
How beautiful the truth is
Version Underscore. Dynamique, insistant & effronté. Série TV ado & ...Version Underscore. Dynamique, insistant & effronté. Série TV ado & mode. Synthé & rythmique.
Paroles ... Laid back Hip-hop. Male vocal. BPM 88.
At The Wine Shop
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
At the wine shop, on the post up Eating cheese looking at this ladies butt. I say that, but it don't make me crazy It's just a compliment, I don't want you baby
Maybe we can plant a plan, I don't think so You just want to back it up until my tip explode Whoa !!!! I ain't down with aggressive ass hoe's I don't hit because I can I'm professional bro you know.
Lately now ah days women cause trouble Get together with cupid and the they pop your bubble Put you on a take off without a shuttle So you better come prepared, lets organize a huddle.
How many times you been fucked over ? A couple, had to walk away from the game like Mike Rucker. Some keep it more nasty then a red neck trucker, after six or seven glasses of some shit I'm seeing double.
I'm pretty cool with the women who run the shop, after hours we be burning on sticks and playing hip-hop. They say I'm better then a under counter medicine pop me in and swallow me down you up in heaven friend.
This one had voice that was raspy smoking cigarettes and conversation it grasp me. Gave one more glass, blew smoke out her mouth, winked her eye and said it's all on the house Her blouse !!!!
Half open, twins showing, blood system was flowing to the tippy top, her card dropped around her ankles. Man I want to spank her, bad girl discipline. She listen to my ideas but I ain't speaking them.
Hit the splif and then she passed it me. Wrapped a brother up a block of that cheese my motions freezed. Leaned over said come and get You ain't got to run come here and blow me a shotgun.
I put the joint in my mouth and burned my tongue Coughing up the ashes to the beat of the drum. She laughed and said I got to come home and take a bath Were you off to this time of morning ? You do the math…