Microphones, The
Sand

I'd like to believe,
In one thing that you say to me.
Would you like, to leave?
When I try to talk it off,
Just turns out to be.

Turn on the stove,
In the little tiny rooms that our friend calls a home.
My head fills with heat,
From the knife in your hand to my...

I'd like to understand,
What you think about and why it seems so bad.
It's only escape,
From everything I know I'm weak.
Know that I'm sad.

Turn on the stove,
In the little tiny rooms that our friend calls a home.
My head fills with heat,
From the knife in your hand to my...

Sand.


Mirror lyrics:

Sand.

From the knife in your hand to my...
My head fills with heat,
In the little tiny rooms that our friend calls a home.
Turn on the stove,

Know that I'm sad.
From everything I know I'm weak.
It's only escape,
What you think about and why it seems so bad.
I'd like to understand,

From the knife in your hand to my...
My head fills with heat,
In the little tiny rooms that our friend calls a home.
Turn on the stove,

Just turns out to be.
When I try to talk it off,
Would you like, to leave?
In one thing that you say to me.
I'd like to believe,


Relevant Tags:
SSand and aSnd zand zSand Szand wand wSand Swand dand dSand
Sdand eand eSand Seand xand xSand Sxand aand aSand Saand Snd
Snad Sznd Saznd Sqnd Sqand Saqnd Ssnd Ssand Sasnd Swnd Sawnd



HOME
Popular Songs:
shrinking heads in the sunset

i'll be back again

parking des anges

broken

quizã¢s una flor

blurred

over my head

runaway

mixin my turn

oboi me

norway karoline kruger for vã´r jord

tras de mãƒâ­

buckles

cierra mis ojos

i know what it means to be lonesome

i miss you

buloy

couldn't believe her

rumba y candela

lloraras

(C) 2012 MirrorLyrics. All rights reserved. contact us