letra de junk culture - i am kloot
stepping into small life nowhere england
shaking hands with the big life idiots i was
trying to pick up some ordinary-ness
from the shopping bag inspirational quiet
picking up a detail from a muscle magazine
whilst talking to someone else’s wife
and wondering do i really care about sheet metal workers
caught you looking though your, shop window reflection, shop window reflection, shop window reflection.
some run down amus-m-nt arcade humour
like cheap beer and instant coffee was pouring out
over the cities pavements
calling closing time on that cinema cue further
thursday night on the railway lines
is life and death burnt away in the distance and
a billion tv screens close their weary eyes
dont you know me, i know you, i know you, i know you, i know you.
letras aleatórias
- letra de tidal wave - trying times
- letra de de diepte - s10
- letra de sixth man - h.r.o
- letra de winter - otis archer
- letra de miserable me - notsmrt
- letra de faithless - king magic
- letra de el argumento - luki valentino
- letra de iome - veky
- letra de 4 faces of brahma - sikander kahlon
- letra de dark adrenaline - lacuna coil