Emily Haines - Bore

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If you leave early
No one s coming out to get you
Once you re gone
We ll forget you were here and there
I get up early
Make a list and go on back to bed to dream
You re slicing up my face
You like my hair
And that s all that matters

It s too early
Bed of hands
still we can t fall asleep for too long
Forget while we re here, not over there

It s not crazy anymore
Every bus ride’s such a bore
I miss that shiny downtown whore
That I was before

It s not crazy anymore
Every bus ride’s such a bore
I miss that shiny downtown whore
That I was before

Oh misery
What would I have if you didn t have me
Oh Misery
Who are you going to move when you can t touch me
Oh misery
Who do you love if you didn t love me
Try me, I m really not a whore...

Inne utwory

  • Reading in bed
  • Eden
  • Our hell
  • The last page
  • The maid needs a maid
  • Doctor Blind
  • Winning
  • Carpet
  • The view
  • Dog
  • Mostly waving
  • Crowd surf off a cliff
  • Pretty head

    • Losowe utwory

    Smak słów

    Mów do mnie tak,
    bo lubię słów twoich smak...mów tak.
    I chociaż czas,
    pewnie odmieni kiedyś nas...mów tak.
    Mów do mnie tak,
    bo lubię słów twoich smak...mów taaak.

    Zakrywam twarz, lecz to nie płacz,
    przez jedno słowo zawstydzona, tak jak owoc rumienię się.

    Miejskie bagno

    x2
    Każdemu jest ciężko
    Każdemu jest ciężko to nie jest żadne tłumaczenie

    2-4 z ulicy prosto hołd spalonym mostom na poważnie i na ostro
    Produkcje idą w miasto
    Przez warszawski bruk
    Ja publiczny wróg Ewenement biały kruk
    Modlę się żebym mógł
    Nie wpaść w cug
    Nie utonąć w miejskim...

    Bore

    If you leave early
    No one s coming out to get you
    Once you re gone
    We ll forget you were here and there
    I get up early
    Make a list and go on back to bed to dream
    You re slicing up my face
    You like my hair
    And that s all that matters

    It s too early
    Bed...

    Young, gifted and black

    Young, gifted and black
    Oh what a lovely precious dream
    To be young, gifted and black
    Open your heart to what I mean

    In the whole world you know
    There s a million boys and girls
    Who are young, gifted and black

    Another day

    Another day
    I cannot stop another day
    Take me away
    I ve got to get away
    Another day
    I cannot stop another day
    Take me away
    I ve got to get away

    Shake this up, one two ........
    I got to know how....... you wanna be free
    If you got a hurt on your mind and you wanna tell
    Come on...