Woodkid - Iron (Gucci Vump Remix)
Deep in the ocean, dead and cast awayWhere innocence is burned, in flames
A million mile from home, I'm walking ahead
I'm frozen to the bones, I am...A soldier on my own, I don't know the way
I'm riding up the heights of shame
I'm waiting for the call, the hand on the chest
I'm ready for the fight, and fateThe sound of iron shocks is stuck in my head,
The thunder of the drums dictates
The rhythm of the falls, the number of dead's
The rising of the horns, aheadFrom the dawn of time to the end of days
I will have to run, away
I want to feel the pain and the bitter taste
Of the blood on my lips, again This steady burst of snow is burning my hands,
I'm frozen to the bones, I am
A million mile from home, I'm walking away
I can't remind your eyes, your face
Fever Ray - Keep The Streets Empty For Me
Немножко Les Amours Imaginaires, немножко настроения. Fever Ray накатывает волнами: первая была больше года назад вместе с Seven...
memory comes when memory's old
i am never the first to know
following this stream up north
where do people like us float?
there is room in my lap
for bruises, asses, handclaps
i will never disappear
for forever, i'll be here
morning keep the streets empty for me
morning keep the streets empty for me
i learned to not eat the snow
my fur is hot, my tongue is cold
on a bed of spider web
i think about to change myself
a lot of hope in one man tent
there's no room for innocence
so take me home before the storm
velvet mites will keep us warm
morning keep the streets empty for me
morning keep the streets empty for me
morning keep the streets empty for me
morning keep the streets empty for me
uncover our heads and reveal our souls
we were hungry before we were born
uncover our heads and reveal our souls
we were hungry before we were born
uncover our heads and reveal our souls
we were hungry before we were born
uncover our heads and reveal our souls
we were hungry before we were born
7Б - Крылолёт
Жестокая казанская электроника. Текст не выкладываю из совсем этических соображений.
Пост посвящается борьбе с тупостью маркетологов в Facebook.
Yahel - Bomb Creator
I keep my soulFrom anger n pain
I open my eyes
Visions i cant forget from the world we create Im a bomb creator
Im fighting n i dont know why
I live always will survive
Im a bomb creator
Im fighting n i dont know why
I live always will survive I open my eyes
Over again
I keep my soul
From the world
I Open my eyes
Over again
I keep my soul
I open my eyes
I know i can find in me a better world from the world we create Im a bomb creator
Im fighting n i dont know why
I live always will survive
Im a bomb creator
Im fighting n i dont know why
I live always will survive im a bomb creator
I open my eyes
Over again
I keep my soul...

