Zbiór tekstów różnych wykonawców

Tekst :

Splendidly weaved from an atom bomb
Retrieved from a teleprompt.
Practical, you are not,
Break the ice with a cotton swab.
A fever can cool us off, a handshake is a contact sport

No one was waiting to throw out the pilot.
We ll float on the back of the winds that you send us

Another tomorrow, shedding the shade we made yesterday
Disguised as the lightning, dissolving all of the thunder, then
Appeasing our monsters under the acrylic skies.
Another tomorrow..

Grab my hand here comes the crash
I live for the strong impact that renders both our airbags.
Take very letter you send, don t fold if you re made to bend,
Rekindle the feud again

No one was waiting to throw out the pilot.
We ll float on the back of the winds that you send us

Another tomorrow, shedding the shade we made yesterday
Disguised as the lightning, dissolving all of the thunder, then
Appeasing our monsters under the acrylic skies
Another tomorrow..

do you recognize ur next door neighbors today...

String up your harp, play like today will last five minutes
This wont take long to sing us a song to stop the sirens

String up your harp, play like today will last five minutes
This wont take long to sing us to stop the silence

Another tomorrow, shedding the shade we made yesterday
Disguised as the lightning, dissolving all of the thunder, then
Appeasing our monsters under the acrylic skies
Another tomorrow..

Probably, probably
Probably, probably...
Probably
Send me a mortar
Probably
Send me a mortar...

I ll torture you because I ve got no more
It s not a word you like to hear
It s just to see how much I care
After all I hate you
Probably

It s not a word you like to hear
It s just to see...

Smile in your face!
Yeaaah!
Back Stabbers!

INTRO/CHORUS
They smile in your face
All the time they wanna take your place
The back stabbers!(Back stabbers)

VERSE 1:(LIL KIM AKA BIG MOMMA)
The Buda got my brain seein my own my...

The fuzz in my head grows
it s already so low
the fuzz in my head stands
it s already all too clear

so much for losing track of time

can cope with a white noise
repeating imitation
can cope with a white noise
blissful complication
the fuzz in my head stands
it s already all too clear

and the hum
it...

You re a no good heart breaker
You re a liar and you re a cheat
And I don t know why
I let you do these things to me
My friends keep telling me
That you ain t no good
But oh, they...

So you can’t hold a star in your hand though
at least you can hold on to another plan

rusted wheel planted still

i can tell it s summer from the
size of the bugs that fly through my window
flying through my window

rusted wheel planted still
rusted wheel...