Mira (Miss Shaker)
The Immigrants
Spring comes in knocking on my soul,
Filling gaps of this scary hall,
Iron bars start shining on and on.
Retreating darkness on the marble floor
Freezing cold swapped with heating warm,
Treating winters central heating monopole.
Tax refund for a heart on rates,
The dark lord’s hands are to far away,
Build a house with a room with a ceiling and a bulb and let her shine.
Ruling cruel now its time to go,
His head will roll on his prisons floor,
Build a house with a room with a ceiling and a bulb and let her shine.
Dark mist sticks to ground,
But she turns worlds upside down,
A glass heart filled with towers,
Lacking snowing hours. Shake it.
My snow globe without fire,
Tries to kill desire, here she comes
Saying no! and hoping,
She will do the right thing,
And she’s Reaching for my heart
Shake it up, Shake it up, shake it up babe!
Starting days with a wicked smile,
I’ve sinned again father stop this now,
Rent me candles crosses and your god.
I drink a smoke god wont help me out,
They hold me tight wash my brains out,
But they can’t stop me singing her name loud.
She shook me up, now I’m flying high,
Pink clouds roll down the towered sky, I
Build a house with a room with a ceiling and a bulb and let her shine.
I have no strength, no time to thing,
When will she stop, to cut my wings?
I Build a house with a room with a ceiling and a bulb and let her shine.
Dark mist sticks to ground,
But she turns worlds upside down,
A glass heart filled with towers,
Lacking snowing hours. Shake it.
My snow globe without fire,
Tries to kill desire, here she comes
Saying no! and hoping,
She will do the right thing,
And she’s Reaching for my heart
Shake it up, Shake it up, shake it up babe!
Shake me up, let me fly
Dark mist sticks to ground,
But she turns worlds upside down,
A glass heart filled with towers,
Lacking snowing hours. Shake it.
My snow globe without fire,
Tries to kill desire, here she comes
Saying no! and hoping,
She will do the right thing,
And she’s Reaching for my heart
Shake it up, Shake it up, shake it up babe!
Filling gaps of this scary hall,
Iron bars start shining on and on.
Retreating darkness on the marble floor
Freezing cold swapped with heating warm,
Treating winters central heating monopole.
Tax refund for a heart on rates,
The dark lord’s hands are to far away,
Build a house with a room with a ceiling and a bulb and let her shine.
Ruling cruel now its time to go,
His head will roll on his prisons floor,
Build a house with a room with a ceiling and a bulb and let her shine.
Dark mist sticks to ground,
But she turns worlds upside down,
A glass heart filled with towers,
Lacking snowing hours. Shake it.
My snow globe without fire,
Tries to kill desire, here she comes
Saying no! and hoping,
She will do the right thing,
And she’s Reaching for my heart
Shake it up, Shake it up, shake it up babe!
Starting days with a wicked smile,
I’ve sinned again father stop this now,
Rent me candles crosses and your god.
I drink a smoke god wont help me out,
They hold me tight wash my brains out,
But they can’t stop me singing her name loud.
She shook me up, now I’m flying high,
Pink clouds roll down the towered sky, I
Build a house with a room with a ceiling and a bulb and let her shine.
I have no strength, no time to thing,
When will she stop, to cut my wings?
I Build a house with a room with a ceiling and a bulb and let her shine.
Dark mist sticks to ground,
But she turns worlds upside down,
A glass heart filled with towers,
Lacking snowing hours. Shake it.
My snow globe without fire,
Tries to kill desire, here she comes
Saying no! and hoping,
She will do the right thing,
And she’s Reaching for my heart
Shake it up, Shake it up, shake it up babe!
Shake me up, let me fly
Dark mist sticks to ground,
But she turns worlds upside down,
A glass heart filled with towers,
Lacking snowing hours. Shake it.
My snow globe without fire,
Tries to kill desire, here she comes
Saying no! and hoping,
She will do the right thing,
And she’s Reaching for my heart
Shake it up, Shake it up, shake it up babe!
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hossz: keressük!
kiadó: keressük!
zeneszerző: Badric Adorio
Károlyfi Balázs
Sápi Szabolcs
Süveges Dominik
szövegíró: Badric Adorio
stílus: keressük!
címkék: keressük!
napi megtekintések: 1
megtekintések száma: 2392
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