letra de i'm aren't - oliver wilde
[verse 1]
hit and kiss, little miss, kitty fisher finds her kitch
quite the maid, who f-cks with greys, lady tiger trainer finds the cage
draped in sheets the ghost that cheats
mouthing pleads, no one leap reads
lindy spends the night with old scratch
in the box where roano goes
went all tunguska sailing stones on
marfel lights with hypnic jerks
sectioned for dressing like a man
but kissed them all before she canned
long drawn convalescence pouring
atlas banquet c-cktail parties
saddles cloaked with silver prey
the transients with hoaxed remains
[chorus]
commonplace, or so they say, rumor has a grip always
x marked heads, fabricate, which part of us they invent first
guess that’s how true leaders are made
grand holes in the poles making plays
[verse 2]
infant collar pigeon goldie
treatment check-in has-beens holding
confirmed sightings of the body
half nude uluru before me
our eyes became the trading routes
so safe and sorry come back later
bad luck souvenirs butchering
purged disorients it’s all good fun? anyone?
letras aleatórias
- letra de moonday - flor
- letra de thought - free-d
- letra de vieux con - didier super
- letra de pérola negra / a coitadinha fracassou - luiz melodia
- letra de primeiro olhar - v-raptor
- letra de beach days - malawi
- letra de i need lovin' - amery
- letra de cv - conjunto corona
- letra de boneless pt. i - spacely (chicago)
- letra de distraught - rey-infinite