Dance Hall Crashers - Everything to lose
Tekst :
I saw you
I saw who you really were
You were something
Truly to me
Not that you would ever know
For anything
How I watched you (how I watched you)
And everything that you did (and everything)
In spite of them
Didn t you know (didn t you know)
That you had everything to lose (had everything)
Why didn t you care?
What drove you to?
Why would you?
With everything to lose
What drove you to?
How could you?
With everything to lose
You were the only
One who made sense to me
The irony
And I hate them
For everything they didn t know
But always wrote
Your vision made it (your vision made it)
Worthwhile and I knew (worthwhile and I knew)
That I lost that too
And now, I don t know (now, I didn t know)
What I should say, only that (I should say)
I know I miss you
What drove you to?
Why would you?
With everything to lose
What drove you to?
How could you?
With everything to lose
With everything to lose
How couldn t you know
Where it would go?
I don t believe that you didn t care
How could you say
That it was OK
When you lied about it each day?
What are you gonna tell them
When they are old enough to understand
Why they found you face down
What drove you to?
Why would you?
With everything to lose
What drove you to?
How could you?
With everything to lose
With everything to lose
With everything to lose
With everything, with everything
With everything to lose
Inne utwory
All mine Cricket North pole I did it for the toys Whiskey & gin My problem Make her purr Keep on running Fight all night Day job Stand by Over again Go Big mouth Losowe utwory
When Mexican Joe met Jole Blon
Si, Si, Si, oui, oui, how they carried on
He held her tight and danced all night
And crossed the border at daylight
When Mexican Joe met Jole Blon
Mexican Joe was wild and reckless
He walked...
Po pierwsze słyszysz P, masz od razu problem
Ja to wiem ty ukrywasz, chcesz wyrobić normę
Zmyślone historie, reanimowane bitem
Robisz rapem dzieciakom, za parę stów
znów z głów znów fabrykę
Wstaję z rana, przeglądasz dzienniki
Piki zakreślają akcję z policyjnej kroniki
Na białej kartce pojawiają się brudne triki
Przecież was znam, nadpobudliwe cipy
Nie potrafisz wjebać najebanemu, to...
To the other side of known world
To the places where time doesn t exist
You see all of it, you have seen nothing
All is too much to understand
Only the higher minds so blackened and ill
Can travel beyond his thoughts
In the tower of damned darkness
The Lord of chaos, the witch of the...
Too many hangars in the closet
A clutter of confusion
Too little rectitude to hold
a moral absolute
Too much distinction to relate to them
Irresolutions we contemplate with no end
In this world of give and take
And what we refer to...
I m looking out across the way
To her old abode
It d sure be good to see her again
Coming up the road
When out to paint the weather grey
Lo and behold
Her eyes told of better days
Coming up the...