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Gemma Hayes - Hanging around

Tekst :

I used to want the morning
You and me
Just hanging around

But I can t shake this feeling off
Can t shake this dead-weight off of my back

It s a troubled place we stay
But we just play it out
You givetoo much away
It leaves you cold, oh, oh

Got no place else to go
In a daze
Just hanging around

It s a dirt ground we crawl upon
I ve stared at your face for much too long

It s a troubled place we stay
Where we just wait it out
Watch us give too much away
It leaves you cold, oh oh
Cold, oh oh

I used to want the morning
You and me just hanging around

It s a troubled game we stage
Where we just play it out
Watch us give too much away
And we just wait it out

And the words you meant to say
And the words I gave away
It leaves you cold, oh oh
Cold,oh oh
Cold,oh oh
Cold.

Inne utwory

  • 4:35 a.m
  • Over & over
  • My god
  • Tear in my side
  • I worked myself into a calm
  • Two step
  • Back of my hand
  • Let a good thing go
  • Lay lady lay
  • Night on my side
  • Making waves
  • November
  • Tomorrow
  • Something in my way
  • Brightness
  • Losowe utwory

    These are the things

    A pint of milk–a loaf of bread-a magazine-on special offer
    Check the weather forecast – Buy a new umbrella
    Send a text message – take a shower
    Meet me in the park - in half an hour

    These are the things that keep us together
    These are the things that keep us together
    I love you...

    Eulogies and epitaphs

    You said you could not love, but instead you love to hate,
    the liars and the vampires will break these bloody chains.
    You say you can not love, but inside you love to hate,
    the liars and the vampires will break these chains!
    I saw you out the window, as the blood-line fills this...

    Chainsaw blast

    Perkele!

    He died on that cross
    Yes he paid for his crime
    His name will be lost
    In the annals of time
    You know that the nation
    Has got to go on
    The nation shall live when
    These followers are gone

    Chainsaw blast
    We are ripping your soul apart
    Chainsaw blast
    We are taking you to the ground

    I ve waded through the...

    No greater love

    No greater love, no higher call.
    The angels can sing, but they don t know it all.
    Heaven may have, streets made of gold,
    But they don t have you like I have you to hold.
    And like a prayer, you re everywhere!
    That s how I know there s...

    Get to now ya

    They be tryin to bring you flowers
    you prefer your roses blue
    brothers try to get in your trousers
    others was tryin to get into you
    I was just tryin to get with you honest
    Thats why them boys be scared of you
    you never let them get past pajamas
    oh...when you find the...