Gatsby's American Dream

Gatsby's American Dream - The Giant’s Drink songtekst

Je score:





I will be the fire on your lips

And i'm overlooking under fame

you keep me the face

But where he's looking at with his bath water

And i will be the fury in your fist



Throwing out the things

the things i thought i wanted to be

Wasted so much time

On things i thought i wanted to be



I just see a little baby boy

Who won't admit that he fucks up, oh

he's looking for a fire and the fury it takes to be a man

But i just see a little baby boy



Throwing out the things

the things i thought i wanted to be

Wasted so much time

On things i thought i wanted to be

Got a brand new face

So brittle that its falling apart

It's a brand new day

this time why don't take it from scratch



Your arms believe

They are for reaching

Reach for me



Your tongue believes

It is for tasting

Taste of me



I've got a secret

And you've got a problem!

I'll disappear! ohh

I'll disappear!



Throwing out the things

The things i thought i wanted to be

Wasted so much time

On things i thought i wanted to be

Got a brand new face

So brittle and it's fallin apart

It's a brand new day

This time why don't we take it from scratch




Vind dit lied op:
bol.com
amazon.com

Copyrights:

Auteur: ?

Componist: ?

Publisher: ?

Details:

Taal: Engels

Deel je mening

Dit formulier wordt beschermd door reCAPTCHA en de Google Privacy Policy en Servicevoorwaarden zijn daarbij van toepassing.

0 Reacties gevonden