American Hi Fi - Hearts on parade
Tekst :
I don t understand
How we drift so far away
I keep on holding on
But your hands are feeling so numb
Nobody told me that there would be days like these
I m falling baby can t you see
And you re in no hurry to keep me from coming undone
Take a look at what we ve become
Where do we go from here?
I don t wanna disappear
Our hearts are on parade
So you can watch them fade
I don t understand how the worst of times
Get stuck in your mind
I d like to take away
All the stupid things that we say
Nobody told me that there would be days like these
I m falling baby can t you see
And you re in no hurry to keep me from coming undone
Take a look at what we ve become
Where do we go from here?
I don t wanna disappear
Our hearts are on parade
So you can watch them fade Inne utwory
Rise Hi-Fi killer Nothing left to lose Scar The geeks get the girls My soul to lose Highs and lows Vertigo Blue day The gold rush The breakup song Beautiful disaster My only enemy Surround Baby come home Separation anxiety Safer on the outside Save me Breakup song Losowe utwory
Blanca, pasos de bailarina,
no sabes bien donde pisar,
lloras, jugando a vivir,
y nunca quieres saber más.
Y son asi, grandes y frágiles,
tus sueños y tu mundo,
sueñame.
Siguiéndote, meciéndome en tu ola,
la vida que, me cobra cada hora,
vienes a mi, tan tiernamente,
vives en mi,...
[Zeke:]
You can bet
There s nothin but net
When I am in a zone and on a roll
But I ve got a confession
My own secret obsession
And it s making me lose control
[Jocks:]
Everybody gather round
[Zeke (spoken):]
Well if Troy can tell his secret than I can tell mine...I bake
[Jock (spoken):]
What?
[Zeke (spoken):]
I love...
I want to fly like a scroll unfolding
Float to a stone ledge
Wait for a moment ‘fore spilling
Words to a hedge
And going away
Like a poem closed in a dresser drawer
You could say that’s what they’re for
You want to melt like bullion in a golden flow
And roll on down the...
You incomplete me, you tune me into
Whitewash, spoon-fed, brain dead, sloth
I’d watch the paint dry before giving in
Black out, Stupor, inferior, insignificant
False stars above keep us sedated
Satellite, astronaut, Spaceship, the government
I’m overdosing on reality
Don’t stop the feed, no don’t touch the feed
I can t believe I hung around with you
All this time
You drove me crazy with your ocd
Girl your out of your mind
I?m counting on ufo?s to beam me up
I just don?t know
How long I can take this shit...