letra de cph - allen tate
nothing in translation
fit just isn’t right
chase you through the streets at night
unwritten rules and no emotion
close up the doors, and close up your heads
sweet young mothers of tivoli gardens
not what you dreamed of, young in your bed
golden children and passing hours
sweet little girls who were named after flowers
boys in the meadows who chase after them
become fathers in turn like their fathers had been, oh
quieter rooms and no emotion
outran an ocean and half day of wait[?]
stray in the streetlight with nothing to pardon[?]
hang in the air ’til there’s something to say
heavy and hungry, dirty and sharpened
born in the gardens with thin [?]
i lay around and lose what i’ve guarded
’til the girls in the flowers go riding away
letras aleatórias
- letra de she can't say i didn't cry - rick trevino
- letra de la bo”te - renan luce
- letra de fly, barn, fly - bjørn eidsvåg
- letra de hoover wind tunnel (cat emoji) - kazzy chase
- letra de swooner - the zolas
- letra de given orders - chris travis
- letra de la forza che non ho - hyst
- letra de let's go, i'm all cool (freestyle) - evan dmmix
- letra de waters - chiefkages
- letra de kryminalny rap - firma