Тексты песен «Incubus»

Bat your eyes girl, be otherworldly, count your blessings, seduce a stranger. What's so wrong with being happy? Kudos to those who see through sickness. When she woke in the morning she knew that her life had passed...

Sometimes I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear And I cant help but ask myself how much I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer It's driven me before, it seems to have a vague Haunting mass appeal...

It's coming around again They're letting it out again, again It's coming around again They're letting it out again, again It's coming around again They're letting it out again, again It's coming around again...

(Verse 1) The Future is on Fire Of a dying breed. Don't understate our relevance, We're the eyes and the Walls And we witness the Vultures feed. Yeah! (Chorus) (Ohhhh) Stay wide awake. Stay wide...

I dig my toes into the sand. The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds strewn across a blue blanket. I lean against the wind, pretend that i am weightless and in this moment i am happy, happy. [Chorus:] I wish you...

I dig my toes into the sand The ocean looks like A thousand diamonds Strewn across a blue blanket I lean against the wind Pretend that I am weightless And in this moment I am happy, happy I, wish you were here I, wish...

I dig my toes into the sand The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds Strewn across a blue blanket I lean against the wind Pretend that I am weightless And in this moment I am happy... happy I wish you were here I wish...

Damn, this situation's new to me, why? I see a head afraid to be himself, I bet he'd to have a little encouragement from the opposite, come that side of the floor...Yes! Egg him along, make him feel at ease with...

Nice car! Where'd you get your ride? A trophy? Badge of honor? Overcompensation? Price tags, Advertise yer pride Since when did what we pay for colored cloth gage our gravity? Yeah you got your little world Picture...

Nice car Where'd you get your ride? A trophy? Badge of honor? Overcompensation? Price tags advertise your pride Since when did what we pay for colored cloth gauge our gravity? Yeah you got your little world Picture...