Paroles 1,2,3,4 Guitars de The Blood Brothers

The Blood Brothers
  • 0.0Vous n'aimez pas les paroles de The Blood Brothersloading
  • Note 0.0/5 basée sur 0 avis.
  • Artiste: The Blood Brothers57154
  • Chanson: 1,2,3,4 Guitars
  • Langue:
Ajouter/Corriger les paroles Corriger / Editer ces paroles
Ajouter des paroles sur le site Ajouter des paroles sur MusiKiwi
Les paroles similaires

Les chansons similaires

1,2,3,4 Guitars de Blood Brothers (The)

let's sling our rain slicks over February's fantastic antlers sprouting from the foreheads of world famous romancers. the winter's looming like a bloodthirsty bird of prey. and i guarantee by spring...

Killer's Name de Kim Mitchell

Well I walk in a cold reality But I live inside a dream Moderation never works for me I take things to extremes The only way I know to go Is take it way too far But I never speak a killer's name Unless...

My Guitar de Radish

You say you know it's gonna be better when we're dead. I believe you, cause sometimes, I wanna be dead too. The trees seem greener, and I seem meaner when you're happy, that's because I'm unhappy.. When...

That Ol' Guitar de Shel Silverstein

He sits there by the window In that other world...where he goes Reaching for his guitar As he looks out at the snow He picks it up gently And he holds it...to his heart Lord, I wish he'd hold me Like...

This Old Guitar de Neil Young

This old guitar ain't mine to keep Just taking care of it now It's been around for years and years Just waiting in its old case It's been up and down the country roads It's brought a tear and a smile It's...

Textes et Paroles de 1,2,3,4 Guitars



let's sling our rain slicks over February's fantastic antlers
sprouting from the foreheads of world famous romancers.
the winter's looming like a bloodthirsty bird of prey.
and i guarantee by spring we'll either be world famous or goddamned dead.
guitar one fastens languid years to busty bones like dust and skin on a dull antique moon.
guitar two's touch keeps ruining lovers for other lovers
like jokers concealed in trick decks in our laps.
there's a train tumbling down torn paper tracks while weeds blossom from heartbeats that lack.
guitar three's dancing even though her song stopped playing ages and ages ago.
she's at an empty dance club suspended in the middle of a rambling sentence.
guitar four says, "if you still believe in the grace of man,
let me introduce you to greedy greedy hands."
let's sling our rain slicks over every single second
to the rapture dripping from clocks ticking all our misadventures.
the winter left town with some seventeen-year-old waitress.
and spring's laying in a pile of all the moments of our misadventures.

N'hésitez pas à faire une recherche de paroles d'une chanson dont vous ne connaissez qu'un morceau de texte avec notre moteur de paroles et chansons