Cave In - Capsize
Tekst :
Tradition is calling its business.
Feeling only real when employed,
dense from sucking on wallets.
It s their pockets you re arresting.
Money is made the maximum...quality, only minimum.
An open chest shows a heart with a branded dollar .
Shut off, shut off.
Wastes my breath opposing, for authority is all that makes this right.
But you re weak in my eyes and this is no price we ll fucking pay.
Your compromise has again capsized in time.
Shutting off income of yours.
There are no masks for your greed.
There is no heart in your conned cash flow to which we take no part.
Inne utwory
Penny racer Beautiful son Chameleon N.I.B. Crossbearer Terminal deity Ritual famine Everest Innuendo and out the other Jupiter Big riff Luminance Controlled mayhem then erupts Mitigate The calypso Losowe utwory
Well, I know that you re with me when I m sleeping
And I know that you hear me when I m speaking
No, I m not gonna fight it and I just can t deny it
Cos I know that it s something I believe in
Bridge:
Now and again
an innocent shines
out from the crowd
and scenes
that roll down the streets
the inhuman streams,
down from the trees,
and up from their knees.
Jump overboard,
strike for the shore,
leave your clothes to the fire.
Counting the days your innocence paid.
You can play...
Dugo osecam bes i ljubomoru
zbog lutke iz predgradja sto mi te uzima
zakljucacu strast dok drzim do sebe
i trazicu spas u drugom sto lici na tebe
Ref.
Sta je to mojim suzama
ne mogu ti odoleti
dolaze u kolonama
ginu na tvojoj kosulji
Sta je to mojim suzama
ne mogu ti odoleti
dolaze u kolonama
put im...
Like the sun at my window
In the morning when I wake
I am taken without warning
By the light in your face
Sometimes it scares me darling
This feeling of constant ache
As if you came much closer
My heart would surely break
It never ceases to amaze me
When it s said and done
After all this time...
Well Billy was hip with the time to tip
he said man you got to see her dance
the way she move to that funky groove
put something restless in your pants
I ran down to Miss Kitty Kat
you know the place I mean
for my ??? Chiquita, all the from New Orleans
she make you...