Тексты песен «Feels Like July»

Years have passed and we're still stuck Where we were when it began You're still miles away We've both gone through the ups and the downs That we're all due to have I'm still alone I still don't know you And I'm...

How can I escape this miserable week When I've lost track of the days? I looked up the definition And it still was beyond me I don't speak a word On the car rides home anymore Not until I hear the seatbelt click...

The thought of you sends shivers down my spine And in due time I'll let you get away, that's for sure I won't mean to but it must happen for these events to take place Your face is so familiar to me. It's like I...

Lover I am no fighter I'm looking for peace Way underneath May I come inside Your vulnerable mind And plant all my seeds So you'll always love me But the truth is I'm done I've packed up my bags I'm hitting...

We're translating our transcripts into hieroglyphics So that we will never be found out But dreams never address where you would like to be So stay awake as long as you can I've been breathing on fumes these days...

I have seen the end I have seen the end You're not supposed to play with fire With fuel soaked on your hands Ba ba ba da da Ba ba ba da da You're not supposed to play with fire With fuel soaked on your hands Ba...

God damn the damsel in distress Fornicate the living with the dead Ba da ba Ba da ba da It's guaranteed to be a bloody mess So wear your dirty clothes And go through the back door Go through the back door We...

He once was told, "Once you hit the seas everything will change." Well, he's still waiting for that day. And every single second, It just gets further away. Left to man the ship, Left in charge just in spite...

I simply cannot keep Keep track of all your faces When you're waterlogged with dialogue It's a fine tuned drama built for the stage And maybe it ends with a tragedy And I don't like the sounds that I hear from...

Whispers like gunshots in the air She shivers in the wind The last leaf of a dying tree The hour approaching midnight We're taking flight Our hands against the cold Breaking barriers Made in the olden days And...

Seatbelt locked to collar bone It's digging into skin In the backseat of the passenger I caress my hands with the wind It almost feels like I'm floating High above the headlights On this winding road And that's...