Damien Rice - My city shitty

Tekst :

The drugs are free

Branch me out
Gonna kill my city
Gonna kill my city
Gonna kill me

Still my stop
Gonna stick your city
Gonna stick your city
Gonna stick me

Be my doll
With the girls so pretty
With the girls so pretty
I just can t

This is my stop
Where the air is shitty
Where the air is shitty
And the drugs are free

The drugs are free

Inne utwory

  • The professor
  • Older chests
  • Baby sister
  • Abilene
  • Prague
  • Be my husband
  • Lonelily
  • Tongue
  • Dogs
  • Wooden horse
  • Insane
  • 9 Crimes
  • I remember
  • Rule no 2 y-junction
  • Eskimo
  • Losowe utwory

    Do you really want to feel it

    Do you really want to feel it
    Do you really want to see it
    Do you really want to know it all, show it all
    Start a new, make me to, pull you through

    Do you really want to feel it
    Do you really...

    Hurt

    [Verse 1]
    If I woulda called you up and told you I was feelin you.
    If I didn t hold it in then maybe you wouldn t be with him.
    If I wasted so much time, wonderin if we coulda ever been.
    Now it s too late for that, baby...

    I like it

    I hate the treadmill everyday
    I hate the mundane things they say
    The boredom sets in nine to five
    At night that s when I come alive
    I long to be connected
    I long to be effected
    The bright lights beckoning,
    Beckoning to...

    Italodancer

    Heaven send me a dancing queen
    Oh i love the way you look at me (yeahhh)
    Everybody deciding you
    it does t matter now you ready mine

    Pretty Baby you re killing me
    come on open you darkzone and tell me your dreams

    Marrakech

    Mon jardin marocain
    Mon jardin marocain

    I have been to places everywhere
    Looking for a site of sweet despair
    Now I ve found my thunderdome
    The place that I call home
    Welcome to my secret masquerade
    Underneath the cover queen of spades
    Always in a dress to kill
    Pure luxury...