Mira
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.
My snow globe without fire,
Tries to kill desire, here she comes
Saying no! and hoping,
That she will do the right thing,
Starting days with a wicked smile,
I’ve sinned again father stop this now,
Rent me candles crosses and god.
I drink a smoke god won't 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.
Dark mist sticks to ground,
But she turns worlds upside down,
A glass heart filled with towers,
Lacking snowing hours, shake it babe!
My snow globe without fire,
Tries to kill desire, here she comes
Saying no! and hoping...
Dark mist sticks to ground,
But she turns worlds upside down,
A glass heart filled with towers,
Lacking snowing hours.
My snow globe without fire,
Tries to kill desire, here she comes
Saying no! and hoping,
She will do the right thing,
The tight thing!
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.
My snow globe without fire,
Tries to kill desire, here she comes
Saying no! and hoping,
That she will do the right thing,
Starting days with a wicked smile,
I’ve sinned again father stop this now,
Rent me candles crosses and god.
I drink a smoke god won't 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.
Dark mist sticks to ground,
But she turns worlds upside down,
A glass heart filled with towers,
Lacking snowing hours, shake it babe!
My snow globe without fire,
Tries to kill desire, here she comes
Saying no! and hoping...
Dark mist sticks to ground,
But she turns worlds upside down,
A glass heart filled with towers,
Lacking snowing hours.
My snow globe without fire,
Tries to kill desire, here she comes
Saying no! and hoping,
She will do the right thing,
The tight thing!
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The Immigrants
album címe: keressük!
megjelenés: 2011
hossz: keressük!
kiadó: keressük!
zeneszerző: Badric Adorio
Károlyfi Balázs
Sápi Szabolcs
Süveges Dominik
szövegíró: Badric Adorio
stílus: alternatív rock
címkék: keressük!
napi megtekintések: 1
megtekintések száma: 1464
album címe: keressük!
megjelenés: 2011
hossz: keressük!
kiadó: keressük!
zeneszerző: Badric Adorio
Károlyfi Balázs
Sápi Szabolcs
Süveges Dominik
szövegíró: Badric Adorio
stílus: alternatív rock
címkék: keressük!
napi megtekintések: 1
megtekintések száma: 1464
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