Beetles and eggs and blues and pour a little everything else / You steam our unstable eyes and glass / Not get passed off through my bird lips as good news / Still we can find our love down from behind
Baixar Mais Tocadas: Cocteau Twins clipes
(I’m in love with hers) our room, a hot and big and kick and burn our group attack our tacky home / (I’m in the lights with him) I feel I’m cheating when I sing shudder and can I and mourn and ‘tis an arm for us / (I’m at home in the lance) I feel I’ve been (Ferdinand and was sad a lot in her house) / (Falling over hers) feed me you’ve pretended if I were you to fall for her for little Ferdinand fast kettle
Can’t look out / Can’t look in / You just might / Get yourself kissed right
Who’ll ever win?Gee, you’re just so ephemeralGo back for newFor new in vain, it failedSinging on the famous streetI want to love meAm I just in heaven or Las VegasIt’s so much more brighter than the sun is to meHe’s a hustlerIt’s a role, he’ll never make a suitHang on to thisSo stay and spin and fail and failWho’ll ever win?Gee, you’re just so ephemeralGo back for newFor new in vain, it failedSinging on the famous streetI want to love meAm I just in heaven or Las VegasIt’s so much more brighter than the sun is to meThe chill must itch in my soulThat’s like any old playing cardIt must be why I’m thinking of Las VegasIt’s why it’s more brighter than the sun is to meFurthermore, let’s blast it offI’m dizzy so I go, another bit it offCome fantasy, for a carnivalI’m empty before our wedding daySinging on the famous streetI want to love meAm I just in heaven or Las VegasIt’s so much more brighter than the sun is to meThe chill must itch in my soulThat’s like any old playing cardIt must be why I’m thinking of Las VegasIt’s why it’s more brighter than the sun is to meMaybe there, while you was railI’ll go in and seize your heart and be personalI suspect I’m singing to you a tuneAnd still you find the beat and sing it to you soon
It don’t have to be that full for you / Only up to the waist-deep end / Pitch the baby / Sleeping don’t know you’re
It seems things are indictive to / A distinct desire to observe such, heal such / Behave such that makes this hard for me / I’m not real and I deny, I won’t heal unless I cry
I buckled in lust / As got in the wrist / How marriages been / In war all we lose
Candle rock so many punches / Seven, sugar and a man mangoes / Yell I wanted my / Yell I wanted my