letra de contact sports - patrick kelleher and his cold dead hands
[intro]
who makes this sound?
[verse 1]
chance, you know it played its part
i must have been a sport at that time
the view from meursault’s sunny day
swept the miles away between us two
[verse 2]
oh, it became a contact sport
and the fevers wrought will never stay
look out, your brother’s sitting on the sofa, he’s safe
his sister’s sofa, safe, it isn’t you!
[outro]
you make a lot, make it on your own
you make a lot, make it on your own
you make a lot, make it on your own
you make a lot, make it on your own
you make a lot, make it on your own
you make a lot, make it on your own
you make a lot, make it on your own
you make a lot, make it on your own
you make a lot, makе it on your own
you make a lot, make it on your own
you make a lot, makе it on your own
you make a lot, make it on your own
you make a lot, make it on your own
you make a lot, make it on your own
you make a lot, make it on your own
you make a lot, make it on your own
letras aleatórias
- letra de sekunde 1 - fabian römer
- letra de "respiration" - var
- letra de la venganza del m1 - dinastia norteña
- letra de can't stand still - gripp
- letra de you can't dance with me - cool brandon
- letra de ladyday (ladydouble) - cascadeur
- letra de edai is you serious - fbg duck & billionaire black
- letra de successful - timothy collis
- letra de nur noch einen tag - sdp
- letra de felip - ntrek