He said “I don’t like to brag, but we’re kinda proud of that ragged old flag”
Not everything must end
Not every romance must descend
Not every lover’s pact decays
Not every sad mistake replays
No, it’s not getting better, man.. It’s just getting old
One more minute in this city’s going to give me a breakdown
One more night in this bar is going to give me the blues
An Altima with one headlight out
Slipping sliding spinning around
Joanie I’m going to take care of you
Numere su: ma samo poslušaj
HŽV ;)
autor: DonTravolta, 21/05/2022
Nema snova, samo lova otrovnija od olova…
A hand to hope, a hope to hold to call forth the darkness from you!
Vezane objave
Arhiva
Mi plačemo iza tamnih naočara
‘Cause when the city drops into the night
Before the darkness there’s one moment of light
When everything seems clear
The other side, it seems so near
Everything seems to go wrong when I stop drinking
Everything seemed to go my way last night
Everything seems so wrong to me this morning
I know things will be brighter later tonight
We’re the people that we wanted to know and we’re the places that we wanted to go
I call for the captain sayin’, “I gotta go home!”
I call for the captain sayin’, “I wanna go home”
Them good days are gone
