Kishore Kumar Hits

Sunday at Noon - Thunder текст песни

Исполнитель: Sunday at Noon

альбом: Beat Up & Bitter


Shiver
I'm cold as ice girl like the winter
Every time I call
You cut the cord off of your ringer
Why won't you touch me I touch you why won't you touch me too?
Maybe one day you'll pick up the phone and we'll talk it through
I'm sick and tired of finding ways to get rid of you
Come on! Get Some!
Splinter
Cut myself baby I bleed glitter
Like a homing bomb
Cardiac arrest I'm a quitter
Hit it
Tell me what you want and I'll get it
Cuz I'm not that far
Throw you up on the table split it
Under
Can you hear it beneath the thunder
Dial tone
Don't call back I'll throw my phone under

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