Oceanlab - On a good day
Tekst :
Little bit lost and...
A little bit lonely
Little bit cold here
A little bit feared
But I hold on
And I
Feel strong
And I
Know that I can
Getting used to it
Lit the fuse to it
Like to know who I am
Been talking to myself forever, yeah
And how I wish I knew me better, yeah
Still sitting on a shelf and never
Never seen the sun shine brighter
And it feels like me
On a good day
And it feels like me
On a good day
I m a little bit hemmed in
A little bit isolated
A little bit hopeful
A little bit cold
But I hold on
And I
Feel strong
And I
Know that I can
Getting used to it
Lit the fuse to it
Like to know who I am
Been talking to myself forever, yeah
And how I wish I knew me better, yeah
Still sitting on a shelf and never
Never seen the sun shine brighter...
And it feels like me
On a good day
Been talking to myself forever, yeah
And how I wish I knew me better, yeah
Still sitting on a shelf and never
Never seen the sun shine brighter
And it feels like me
On a good day
Inne utwory
Lonely girl Come home I am what i am Secret Sky Falls Down Just listen Sirens of the sea If i could fly Ashes Breaking ties Miracle Losowe utwory
I got chills their multiplyin
And Im losin control
Cause the power your supplyin its electrifyin
You better shape up cause I need a man and my
heart is set on you
you better shape you better understand to my
heart I must be true
Nothing left nothing left for...
Feeling mighty fine
Feeling mighty fine at this time, yes I am
Feeling mighty fine
Feeling mighty fine at this time, yes indeed
Walk down any street
Pass the people you meet
What is it about this place that keeps you on your feet
Feeling mighty fine
Gorzkiej kawy ciepły łyk
Patrzę jak powstaje świt zaspany
Zawiodłam się kolejny raz
Zniszczony świat z miłości mej utkany
Znów mówisz mi że kochasz mnie
Znów mówię ci że boję się przyrzekać
Rozwinąć swoje skrzydła chcę
Ponad przepaść unieść się tak lekka...
Zawieszony nad płomieniami świec...
Piłem swoje łzy.
... wino tego dnia smakowało gorzej, truposiarcza lura.
Jak niewiele miałem...
Przejęty światłem, pojmany.
Przez świat, przez miłość, przez litość, przez eter mej bezmocy.
Mój byt jak mróz, ziąb, szlifowana kra,
w nim - śnieg - był mi...
Brooklyn we go hard
We on the look for the advantage, we work hard
And if we seem to rough it up a bit
We broke but we rich at heart
Pull ourselves up now we won t choke
It s our time, put the lights on us
War tactics they make me sick
reel your heart...