Zobacz utwory wykonawcy : faithless
Faithless - Addictive
Tekst :
Chorus:
Change around the words that you say,
to suit me fine.
Maxi Jazz:
Predictable behavior
I crave ya
I m driving y all
My own is living save yeah,
Sometimes I hate ya
But I m whipped
Being gone [?] head down to the crypt
Restricted like a conscript
You loved to bully
I placed the blame with you
Fully...
Chorus:
Change around the words that you say,
to suit me fine.
Make them mine...
Maxi Jazz:
Don t panic
There is only we too left on the planet
I can explain..
I know it happened again, It s manic
I m standing in the flame, trying to [?]
You don t know what you ve got till it s gone
And by the edge of the night,
you nobody belong thru this ad joint. [?]
And that s what you cut. (2x)
Chorus / Background:
Change around the words that you say,
to suit me fine.
Make them mine...
Listen to the voice of your head,
It makes no sense,
Take a rest... (echo)
Maxi Jazz:
I m addicted..
I have a demon for a wife
He delights in your pretty face and he hates my life
Takes notes on how to provoke past grief
Makes my teeth decay with the last of my self believe
Feed all day from underneath
Like a fief, I left weak, barely able to speak
I seek nothing but constant supply
I can read every look in your eyes
I leave with a lie
Maybe our love will never die
Or, maybe it s the last time I make you cry
Make my appeal like the condemned.
Let s go away for the weekend
Your life I will steal and descend with it into the pig. [?]
I m addicted..
Chorus:
Change around the words that you say,
to suit me fine.
Maxi Jazz:
I m addicted..
Chorus:
Listen to the voice of your head,
It makes no sense..
Take a rest... (echo)
Maxi Jazz:
I m addicted.. (5x) (4th time from Chorus)
I have a little problem
I have a demon for a wife
He delights in your pretty face and he hates my life
Takes notes on how to provoke past grief
Makes my teeth decay with the last of my self believe
Chorus:
Change around the words that you say,
to suit me fine.
Make them mine...
Maxi Jazz:
I m addicted.. (7x, also at background of next part)
Chorus:
Listen to the voice of your head,
It makes no sense..
Take a rest... (echo)
Faithless - Bombs
Tekst :
If I don t get out of this
I I wish,
I just want you to know that
I really really love you.
So much more than I thought this world could ever hold
So much more than I thought this world could ever hold
We think we re heroes, we think we re kings
We plan all kinds of fabulous things
Oh look how great we have become
Key in the door, the moment I ve been longing for
Before my bag hit the floor
My adorable children rush up screaming for a kiss,
and a story, they re a gift to this world
My only claim to glory
I surely never knew sweeter days
Blows my mind like munitions
I m amazed
So much heaven, so much hell
So much love, so much pain
So much more than I thought this world could ever contain
So much war, so much soul
Moments lost, moments go
So much more than I thought this world can ever hold
We re just children, we re just dust
We are small and we are lost
And we re nothing, nothing at all
One bomb, the whole block gone
Can t find me children and dust covers the sun
Everywhere is noise, panic and confusion
But to some, another fun day in Babylon
I m gonna bury my wife and dig up my gun
My life is done so now I got to kill someone
So much heaven, so much hell
So much love, so much pain
So much more than I thought this world could ever contain
So much war, so much soul
Moments lost, moments go
So much more than I thought this world could ever hold
So much more than I thought this world could ever hold
So much more than I thought this world could ever hold
So much heaven, so much hell
So much love, so much pain
So much more than I thought this world could ever contain
So much war, so much soul
Moments lost, moments go
So much more than I thought this world could ever hold Faithless - The garden
Tekst :
Beg you listen me, don t be kissing me til I m done
Unsung champion, reason, like seasoning
Pepper your thoughts with spice, and entice you to a space
Where I dwell with bass players and layers and loops
Think what I think with my prayers. It s nice.
My world is everything I ve become
Contained in the hum between voice and drum
I m coming from the same place I m still running from
But even sitting in the garden one can still get stung.
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Losowe utwory
New-age appearance, He didn t like
Her cheap skin, Like you and me...
And you abuse, But you can t see
And you abuse, Cause you can t touch
I hold your touch
...
Now don t forget me little darling while I m growing old and gray
Just a little thought before I m going far away
I ll be waiting on the hillside where the wild red roses grow
On the sunny side of the mountain where the rippling...
Feel your skin
Taste your lips
The love we made
Seems like yesterday
Walk with me
It hurt so much to let you go
Come to me
I let you slip away
With so much to say (so much)
I...
You make me sit alone
Waiting by the phone
Nervous but controlled
I m talking to myself
I m playing with myself
I gotta get away forever
Well it may be fun
I ll try not to run away and hide
What they have in store for them...
... do I desire...
They will suffer just as I...
... revenge on the whore.
[Chorus :]
Take the eyes, take the head
leave them all for dead.
My hands are cold...
... my heart... is colder still
I will take the bitch tonight...
The children are well.
[Chorus]
The gentle man... the whore in...