Coal Chamber - Bradley

Tekst :

Try to remember
Try to forget
Try to remember
Look back try to remember
That name sounds so familiar
Sue, these letters are driving me crazy
They re driving me so fucking crazy
They re making me so angry
Bradley, to remember
Bradley, so familiar
One more year do something
Make something from nothing
Sue, these letters are driving me crazy
They re driving me so fucking crazy
They re making me so angry
Mom, these letters at christmas
Are driving me crazy i must be crazy - why?
Don t get it, i m crazy - why?
Tried to remember what you said
Sounds so familiar what you said
My life is mine, it s mine
I m gonna take it back
My life it s mine, it s mine
I want it back

Inne utwory

  • Watershed
  • Sway
  • Anything but you
  • Pig
  • Tragedy
  • Amir of the desert
  • Shock the monkey
  • My mercy
  • No home
  • Feed my dreams
  • Dreamtime
  • Oddity
  • Empty jar
  • Blisters
  • First
  • Something told me
  • Not living
  • My frustration
  • Apparition
  • Losowe utwory

    When the tigers broke free

    It was just before dawn
    One miserable morning in black forty four.
    When the forward commander
    Was told to sit tight
    When he asked that his men be withdrawn.
    And the Generals gave thanks
    As the other ranks held back
    The enemy tanks for a while.
    And the Anzio...

    The set up

    [Intro - Obie Trice]
    Bitch I see you, cause you know I know you
    Yeah I know you.

    [Verse - Obie Trice]
    Last time I saw you
    You was brewed up, booed up, ready for a new fuck
    Last time you saw me
    I was P-I to the motherfucking...

    Co by było gdyby

    1 zwrotka: Peja

    Wjeżdżasz do firmy tu i wbitka drzwi otwarte
    szybka decyzja czego ryzyko będzie warte
    na fikole jest samara a w niej dziesięć koła mara
    co by było gdyby takie strzeały dało się powtarzać
    leko willa plaża na to szła by cała gaża
    emulator kleji bity...

    Colour of the blues

    Up above me are the skies
    Like the twinkle in your eyes
    Blue must be the colour of the blues
    In the mail, the letters came
    But you can t pay for love the same
    Blue must be the colour of the blues
    The...

    Słodka jest noc

    Popatrzcie na nią, stoi do drzwi
    Co będzie potem, nie mówi jej nikt
    A serce puka, tak wali jak młot
    To pierwszy w chmurach, to pierwszy jej krok

    Jak jej powiedzieć, że każdy z nas
    Na drzwi mych progu, jak ona dziś stał
    Żar papierosa, ogrzana je lęk
    I...