an unknown past Dancing at the funeral party Memories of childrens dreams Lie lifeless, fading lifeless Hand in hand with fear and shadows Crying at the funeral party
party i'm gonna party all night long party on, party on, party on, party on, party on, party on, beer and whiskey all night long, party on, party on, party
PARTY POLITICAL BULLSHIT No, there's nothing wrong with me You try to draw the line as to how it must be You can't stand it when you lose it all
This could be the day I go I know you think it's crazy But I can feel it in my bones The way the cars and people move Slow and stop all up and down
Hey, let's get right back to the basics, Every movement made-up is useless, Same old shape with the brand new sound Write it off as progress is pointless
there was a calling out i can feel it here deep in your mouth truth were revealing sound [?] no need to travel for a million miles the years can't stay
i always knew we would end up just like this so pour me one last drink with a final kiss things always end up in a miss i'd love to tell you yeah lets
[Verse 1] We fell out of progress a long long time ago Forget what makes us different and then we'll take it slow Finally we could catch up the things
I had to find you when I was alone you told me you be there but nobody was home, you put up no effort and dont even try and I feel so common you know
tell me why that every time you cry i could just stare right in your eyes and i see a flame the only thing that i have against is you're a spaz but its
Scattered in the lights The glowing halos in the center of your eyes Jump off holding hands Making the memories as we take our first glance at the falling
They will find my corspe on the shower floor. And with my bleeding wrists, will be a note that explains all of this. (Dear friends and family, I hope
an unknown past Dancing at the funeral party Memories of childrens' dreams Lie lifeless Fading Lifeless Hand in hand with fear and shadows Crying at the funeral party
Preklad: The Cure. Funeral Party.
Preklad: Pohreb. Na party.
Preklad: Pohreb. Politická strana Blbost.
Preklad: Neznámy. Pohrebné Party.
