letra de letter to a john in st. paul - sordid affairs
i’ve been on my knees so long the creak
between kitchen tiles and hotel sheets
call me mistress, call me chef whatever you please
at the end of the day it’s all just money to me
waiting for somebody to turn a blind eye towards me
living off of table scr-ps
there’s nothing more to say
i’ve been on my own just kermit the ford and me
cleaned up my act and found a new scene
lose all my friends, experience ennui roasting meat
until i found a pretty lady who meant something to me
feelings of unfulfillment haunting me day by day
is this all life has worth for me now?
urban decay
when the time has come for you and i to leave
will there be looking back towards all this misery?
or will we find a better home over ocean breeze?
where flowers grow and food won’t cause disease
but, until then
i’ll just sleep walk instead…
letras aleatórias
- letra de fue en un café - los fugitivos
- letra de tutti frutti - brandlöschr
- letra de queres - táyra
- letra de come together now - teminite
- letra de dead to me (remix) - keshore
- letra de cigarettes - dave trautz
- letra de it’s all over - baardvader
- letra de first place - worship central australia
- letra de la fabrica de robots - fanci
- letra de band up - ybn nahmir