letra de for whom the belly tolls - los campesinos!
may i have a moment please, before the guillotine, to lament on her wet hair
tousled over her left shoulder wearing a corfu t-shirt she took as her nightwear
i could slip on my own salt sobs seeking the cold embrace of the fridge freezer aisle
catwalk into the dog pound, now with my flesh wounds, dressed to spring-summer style
for whom the belly tolls
for who the tap drips dry and the bath water runs cold
for who all time ticks by until one joke becomes old
there is beauty in the world, i have been told by people i’ve nothing but trust in
piled up with the cotton buds, among the toothpicks, inside the dark of the dustbin
waited outside of ‘jersey boys’ for what seemed like a year, a life lived in the vestibule
scout yourself as a one man team, you’re a one club man denied a testimonial
(no knot in the waistband) persuade me to give up and leave quietly
(no reason to grandstand) file me alongside the obscene
it’s 7:20 monday morning, i look to the man with no suit for a warning
if open to reason/collusion, may the way that i go be regrettable, gruesome
in exchange for one thing: “i beg do not take me today”. babbling “please let me stay”
letras aleatórias
- платина feat lil krystalll › letra de актриса - платина feat. lil krystalll
- little kid › letra de birthright - little kid
- maldita vecindad y los hijos del quinto patio › letra de lo pasado, pasado - maldita vecindad y los hijos del quinto patio
- quique gonzalez › letra de por caminos estrechos - quique gonzález
- bloodsoaked › letra de grinding your guts - bloodsoaked
- color theory › letra de souvenir - color theory
- gotthard › letra de looking at you - gotthard
- village people › letra de my roommate - village people
- leo ferre › letra de le léthé - léo ferré
- mao morta › letra de é um jogo - mão morta