B.Miles - Worst Enemy - Live from Opening Night, New York, 2020 - текст песни и слова, похожие исполнители

Kishore Kumar Hits — B.Miles - Worst Enemy - Live from Opening Night, New York, 2020 текст песни

Исполнитель: B.Miles

альбом: In Order of Appearance (Deluxe Edition)

I wish she was a Monet
A white swan from old ballets
Tending my mind like car valet
Tips giving me life
Even though I know each word and song that it will play
Still feel the lump in my throat as the credits start each day
Same theme playing along like church bells on a Sunday
A routine of myself I try to hide, everyday
What kind of words convey
A pawn in a chess brigade
Intruded by the tears I've painted
And those sharp teeth spitting lies
Close your eyes and count to five pretend it's not your face
Who rewinds each word in their mind to know it's not misplaced
Not someone who you admire and steps you would retrace
Is there inside you every-day, to put you in your place
I would name my scapegoat, Jen
You see, it's a name you have a face for
I would name my scapegoat, Jen
You see, it's a name you have a face for

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