Bright Eyes - Gold Mine Gutted By: [MasaL] Date: August 06, 2008, 07:54:14 PM It was don who delivered the whiskey And a blinking midnight clock Speakers on a tv stand Just a turntable to watch Only smoke came out our mouths On all those hooded sweatshirt walls We were a stroke of luck You were a gold mine that gutted us
And from the sidelines you'd seen me run Until i'm out of breath Living the good life, i left for dead The sorrowful midwest Well i did my best... To keep my head
It was grass stain jeans and incompletes And a girl from class to touch But you think about yourself too much And you ruin who you love Well all these claims at consciousness My straight on freedom Let's have a nice clean cut Like a bag we buy and divy up
And from the sidelines i see you run Until you're out of breath And all those white lines that sped us up We hurried to our death Well i lagged behind... So you got ahead Ynt: Bright Eyes - Gold Mine Gutted By: TwiLight Date: December 21, 2010, 08:28:23 PM Teşekkürler
