Текст (слова) песни: Morning Of, the - Let’s Make My First Accident My Last

Hang yourself like I’ve hung onto every word you’ve ever said

Take those times in your car when we’d be dressed to kill on
the way to see the stars held in your palms, but never let out
for me to view,
and replace them with that night out on your porch,
this time I’m dressed to kill
and we’re killing time wishing it was each other
If I had a dime for every time I felt less potent
than a piece of dust collecting on my picture that lies face down,
on a desolate shelf, in your room,
I’d be rich and wishing that you won’t be home soon

Move to the other coast 3,000 miles away and then I’ll sing,
so you know I’m making my way,
across these purple mountain majesties,
torch in hand, ready to burn your amber waves of disdain

Still hung over from the present and the past, intoxication never lasts,
all good things in life come to an end,
and those experiences worth reliving are now eyes wide shut,
they’re eyes wide shut
It silently screams to me, this unanswered question.
Was it fact or was it fiction? Was it fiction?

Move to the other coast 3,000 miles away and then I’ll sing,
so you know I’m making my way,
across these purple mountain majesties,
torch in hand, ready to burn your amber waves of disdain

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Morning Of, the - Let’s Make My First Accident My Last Hang yourself like I’ve hung onto every word you’ve ever said Take those times in your car when we’d be dressed to kill on the way to see the stars held in your palms, but never let out for me to view, and replace them with that night out on your porch, this time I’m dressed to kill and we’re killing time wishing it was each other If I had a dime for every time I felt less potent than a piece of dust collecting on my picture that lies face down, on a desolate shelf, in your room, I’d be rich and wishing that you won’t be home soon Move to the other coast 3,000 miles away and then I’ll sing, so you know I’m making my way, across these purple mountain majesties, torch in hand, ready to burn your amber waves of disdain Still hung over from the present and the past, intoxication never lasts, all good things in life come to an end, and those experiences worth reliving are now eyes wide shut, they’re eyes wide shut It silently screams to me, this unanswered question. Was it fact or was it fiction? Was it fiction? Move to the other coast 3,000 miles away and then I’ll sing, so you know I’m making my way, across these purple mountain majesties, torch in hand, ready to burn your amber waves of disdain Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Let’s Make My First Accident My Last: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/15170.html Все тексты песен: Morning Of, the » Morning Of, the - There’s a Bully in the Park and a Hero in my Baseb » Morning Of, the - A Barrel Tapped at Both Ends » Morning Of, the - Let’s Make My First Accident My Last Рекомендуем скачать: » Григорий Дикштейн - Поэтам зарубежья » Григорий Дикштейн - Длинная ночь » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Лед под ногами майора » Гости из Будущего - Небо и кровь » Григорий Дикштейн - Случайный докладчик » Гиви Чрелашвили - Зимняя панорама » Гости из Будущего - Разбить души твоей окна » Ген Шангин-Березовский, Дмитрий Сухарев - Листопад » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Пой, революция! » Гражданская Оборона - Вселенская большая любовь » Григорий Дикштейн - Песенка бабы Яги из спектакля по сказке В. Шушкина До третьих петухов » Геннадий Жуков - Радостны мы, танаиты. Праздничны наши одежды... » Гости из Будущего - На краю небес » Геннадий Сильчук - Монолог саратовского мужика при расставании с полюбившейся ему француженкой в аэропорту Шереметьево- » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Дите » Григорий Дикштейн - Ностальгия по детству » Гайк Мкртчян - Как-то в стране Шестиструнии... » Гости из Будущего - Так отважно » Геннадий Жуков - Письма из города. Часы » Георгий Васильев - Бабай. Колыбельная
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