Rob Dougan - Speed me towards death
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Speed me towards death
cause I just can t wait for her
I want her to come
I want to embrace her
I ve decided it s life
that I don t like - that I don t like
speed me towards death
cause I think she d go for me
they say time is the killer
I can t wait he s too slow for me
I ve tried all the rest
now I want to try the best
and I d die for some company
I d die for some company
I don t want to die slowly
I don t want to decay
I want to be chosen
I want to be made
I don t want to die lonely and weary of life
I will not be earthbound
I m gonna fly
so speed me towards death
cause I want her to taste me
you know my senses are dead
I want her to awaken me
I ve realised that this world (at it s best)
is just a prelude to the next
and it s not one I want to read
it s not one I want to hear
I don t want to die slowly
I don t want to decay
I want to be chosen
I want to be made
I don t want to die lonely and weary of life
I will not be earthbound
I m gonna fly
for life is a game fit only for fools
it s a horse that can t win
in a race rigged to lose
so speed me towards death
Inne utwory
Left me for dead Nothing at all Furious angels One and the same Born yesterday Drinking song Losowe utwory
Mrok już za oknem i noc gubi gwiazdę
Patrzę przez okno, lecz w głąb siebie patrzę
Zaczynam wolno pod prąd iść na spacer
Cofam czas
Widzę dziewczynkę jak wchodzi do klasy
Pierwsza sukienka i chcę mieć obcasy
Cały świat w rękach, gdy jest trochę kasy
Cofam czas
Ref.
Now that we ve caressed
A kiss so warm and tender
I can t wait til we ve reached
That sweet moment of surrender
We ll hear the thunder roar
Feel the lightening strike
At a point we both decided to meet
I don t need a hole lot s of money
I don t need a big fine car
I got everything that a man could want
I got more then I could ask for
And I don t have to run around
I don t have to stay out all night
Cause I got me...
Fui a nacer donde no hay nada
tras esa linea que separa el bien del mal
Mi tiera se llama miseria
y no conozco la palabra libertad
fui secuestrado en una guerra
torturado y preparado pa matar
me han convertido en una bestia
Nothing left to lose
Except you and your baby blues.
Microphone,
Check this rhyme,
Pancho Villa was a friend of mine
I get fucked up, holla back ya ll,
And i kick it like Jackie Chan
With my kung fu style
I...