letra de meathead - gaffa tape sandy
get out of my bed, you don’t have a place beside me
what kind of tricks were those, were you trying to hypnotize me
this house, this temple, is a castle of guilt
no one else but me was ever there when it was built
you’re feeling down on yourself, but i don’t care
you’re feeling down on yourself, but i don’t care
you’re too drunk to dance!
you’re too drunk to dance!
that makes you the worst kind criminal
just wait ’till they catch you
you’ve got no excuse, don’t try to make an alibi
you stand with your tendency to acidify
no is not an answer that is open to debate
my body is my body it’s not yours to confiscate
we shouldn’t live in an age where you can break someone and get
away with it
i’ll scream ’till my throat rips if you get away from this
you’re too drunk to dance!
you’re too drunk to dance!
that makes you the worst kind criminal
just wait ’till they catch you
letras aleatórias
- los insurgentes › letra de la resistencia - los insurgentes
- soledad › letra de si de cantar se trata (en vivo) - soledad
- myra france › letra de the point (live session) - myra (france)
- elias kaskinen paivan sankarit › letra de rakasta vielä kun voit - elias kaskinen & päivän sankarit
- ken tamplin › letra de media mania - ken tamplin
- chasing nomads › letra de no sé, tal vez - chasing nomads
- soledad › letra de el que toca nunca baila - soledad
- tibon 73 › letra de motorola - tibon 73
- americo › letra de yo te conozco - américo
- babbu maan › letra de koonj - babbu maan