Too much information, well I said, you're good for nothing Come on to the back, I said, your needless good for something Guess I'd better sell you now
See, see how she dances with that cigarette in her hand And she, she romances, everybody, like she can She brings the lie and catches me again Life,
I don't sit alone 'cause I got you Making trunks through these woods I gonna get my blues, just holding snacks Dropping these tabs a hero comes This
Come on by my side Come on, both sides Come on by my side Come on, both sides "Step out of the shadows", said the children to their state You create
No map, lookin' for the one I love 'Cause the one I love is here No map, lookin' for the one who stands 'Cause he's armin' me from fear He got tuned
Too messed up, I should have followed you Where did you get that smile and the fine hair? I get my kicks from your walkin' I should have gone, I should
Silence in the yard Doberman's asleep You never have to lay your head down here Watch them disappear The truth is they never had no future They never
Seek & destroy all you have 'Cos I know From free of fears and my tears 'Cos you know And all I have now Is being here with you Seek & destroy all you
Pick demons up set demons free Issue my fire on the weakened liar Last [Incomprehensible] in town, set to burn it down I summoned you to the aftermath
Shoot the runner, shoot, shoot the runner I'm a king and she's my queen Shoot the runner, shoot, shoot the runner I'm a king and she's my queen Dream
Sun rise light flies Sun rise light flies Sun rise light flies Sun rise light flies Sweet Sunday morning Lets the nightmares come alive I bet tomorrow
Too much information Well I said you're good for nothing Come on to the back I said your needles count for something Guess I'd better sell you now
Preklad: Kasabian. Ríša.
: Shoot the runner Shoot shoot the runner I'm a king and she's my queen Shoot the runner Shoot shoot the runner I'm a king and she's my queen Dream
: Too much information Well I said you're good for nothing Come on to the back I said your needles count for something Guess I'd better sell you now
: I don't sit alone cos I got you Making tracks through these woods I'm gonna get my blues Just holding snacks Dropping these tabs a hero comes This
: Too messed up I should have followed you where did you get that smile and that fine hair I get my kicks from your walk in I should have gone I should
