AWA

歌詞

He's on the players side Everything's way in line He does not shout I never once saw him lose his temper I can speak for myself He has his own agenda He does not shout I never once saw him lose his temper Sing songs are over Now it's all game on Fiction like friction and pockets of pennies Are dreams of many a men these days Swimming in women with power and pride How we all lie It may not have come across That he don't complain or fuss He began on the bench it's unfair for me to criticise him It was delivered with The sort of smile that says He began on the bench it's unfair for me to criticise him Sing songs are over Now it's all game on Fiction like friction and pockets of pennies Are dreams of many a men these days Swimming in women with power and pride How we all lie Losing is bruising this ego of mine I struggle to grasp the slipping of time The rope we slide down The here and the now We are all just bowing to natures crown Fiction like friction and pockets of pennies Are dreams of many a men these days Swimming in women with power and pride How we all lie

このページをシェア
Worcester Cathedral Choir / Adrian Lucas, Conductor / Brian Davis, Harp / Daniel Phillips, Organ
の他の曲も聴いてみよう
AWAで他の曲を聴く
はじめての方限定
1か月無料トライアル実施中!
登録なしですぐに聴ける
アプリでもっと快適に音楽を楽しもう
ダウンロード
フル再生
時間制限なし