Тексты песен «Briggs»
Briggs - The Ship Is Now Sinking
Slam the door shut again, We can't let them hear our voices anymore. Well I'm afraid that it isn't up to me, We have no say in this matter anymore. But the only way to know is to just wait and see, We're waiting so...
Briggs - These Streets
what is it he should do what is it he should do he's lived through each day with out words to say these empty pockets are nothing new losing his mind in this age and time what is a boy to do? walking these streets...
Briggs - This Is L.A.
[Chorus:] This is L.A. Our city our home. Los Angeles, We never walk alone. Forever true we'll stay In tribute to our city, No matter where we go This is our home. On the sunset strip, The devil's hard at work.
Briggs - Top 40
Songwriters: Larocca, Joey;Idle fame with a plastic smile Controversial relations keep you on top for a while At the top of the charts, the bottom of the barrel Success depends upon the company you keep Compositions...
Briggs - Until Someone Gets Hurt
Songwriters: Arredondo, Chris; La Rocca, Jason; La Rocca, Joseph; Roberts, Ryan;Here comes the new sensation All along the shores we sing it New waves came crashing in And washed the rest away Thank God, they've come...
Briggs - Voice Box
i'm ready for waking up this time got the open ears and open mind got my voice box ready but i dont know what it is i need ready for waking up this time got the open ears and open mind got my voice box ready but i dont...
Briggs - Waiting In The Shadows
Songwriters: Larocca, Jason;We've got a problem here, I can't go anywhere Someone locked the door and threw away the key Your weapon lives on fear but you won't find it here I've gone my whole life letting it control me...
Briggs - Wasting Time
Thought for years that it would never come to this I solved my problems with the trowing of my fists But I'm nowhere now, not sure how but I really fucked up now All this time what I thought wasn't true Had seemed to...
Briggs - What Was I Thinking
Songwriters: Gittleman, Joe; La Rocca, Jason; La Rocca, Joseph;Why do we torture ourselves? This will never work, I can already tell We're not the same, it's over What exactly would you like me to do? Whitewash my...