American Hi Fi - Hearts on parade

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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

    Interminablemente

    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,...

    Stick to the status quo

    [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...

    Cool water

    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...

    Tv radio

    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

    The breakup song

    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...