lirik lagu british theatre – gold bruise
the boy that shot the bullet decked in yellow gold
pulled out of the river angel’s hair for rope
tried and sold on this edited tale
the sound that’s in seash-lls all of it saved in takes
broadened walls behind the spies
all the strangers battle cries are back to front wrong to right
nothing cradles you through all your crimes
you should be calling time and bursting bubbles
but after all this time you couldn’t care less
hangs on a wire inside her
lives in golden gr-ss, longer laughs
let down your hair a blessed curse
can’t be worse i’ll wear it well my golden bruise
all in stride it’s all frustrating you
all these steps are back to front wrong to right
nothing cradles you, all this time you should’ve called…
you should be calling time and bursting bubbles
if after all this time you couldn’t care less
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu black brut – afin de ne pas regretter
- lirik lagu otherwise – rebel yell
- lirik lagu shane alexander – coffee kiss
- lirik lagu nolanberollin – honda bike
- lirik lagu akoko – a++
- lirik lagu jtr – shut out the lies
- lirik lagu nate maingard – in the shadows
- lirik lagu maelo ruiz – culpable o no
- lirik lagu rappin’ hood – a bola do mundo 2
- lirik lagu halvdan sivertsen – første gang