One Hit Wonder - Simple life
Tekst :
Don t be alarmed, don t be afraid and don t be sad
Don t complicate my life with rules and stupid fads
False hopes and only dreams of winning lotteries
Only pollute my head of a distant reality
Chorus:
I want one status in this world
I want just one girl
Just give me happy memories
no catastrophes...
No one ever said it would be free
Expectations high, but never care if they succeed
Just a simple life no need for your royalty
I could spend all my time with obsessions every night
A simple love and just my will for sacrifice
Chorus
You can never change me-
you can wish and I can wonder why
People always wanna tell me-
you d be better if you only try
Vicodine and cheap red win-
still wont clear my weakest eye
Pound your faith into my head so I can spit it out again.
Chorus
Inne utwory
Therapy lounge Corporate rock rules Powertrip Pop song 13 Not in this town Saddle up Stay away Break your heart Clocks Smartest guy Idiot 15 & Punk Come into my life Shut up Keep it together Dipsomaniac Kill Have a day Losowe utwory
How neat. I m impressed...how did you come to be so blessed?
You re a star. You blaze...out like a sharp machine...
Like a whales moan...well I m here if that s what you want.
Here we are - You re pins - I m needles - Lets play...
Here...
Intro:
Whoa na na, yeah yeah ya zagga nagga now now
Oh lord, well i gotta friend called tony
Who been build a one (?) from mi was a baby
His nickname afta dat is money
Let mi give dem di whole story, yeah ya ya!
Verse 1:
As a juvenile in di ghetto we growin up
There...
A girl ran away at ten years old
too much violence in her household
then a man drove by offering candy
no one heard her cry please help me
You can trade a child for money
through the internet or
on the street...
I gave up on you a long time ago
How can you blame me?
We made plans to meet and you never showed
You kept me waiting
They said everything would work out just fine
They said you?d help me
But as it turns...
You re like me
We re both alone
What s the problem
I don t know
With the same high
The same eyes
But you can t borrow my clothes all the time
Bad things
Dead things
Sad things have...