Please, please, please spit it out My head is twisting the words around Please, please, please spell it out Time slips away with these battles of silence A flickering eye, to read between the lies You're running with now, you're running with now
Please, please, please don't sell out There's too many sharks swimming around this town Afraid to slow down In case a fortune goes to ground Gets buried in yourself Gets buried in yourself
Please, please, please throw it a line It slips through your fingers and scatters Your nature is foul, it's foul, it's foul Ain't it nice to think your life Has got some kind of light tonight
Caio Santos Silva
Compositor: John CarriePublicado em 2000ECAD verificado fonograma #21058483 em 06/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM