Tory Amos все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

every finger in the room
is pointing at me
i wanna spit in their faces
then i get afraid what that could bring
i got a bowling ball in my stomach
i got a desert in my mouth
figures that my COURAGE
would choose to sell out now

Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I wanna spit in their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my stomach I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now

I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands

7 am
So it begings again
1-0 (zip) favoring familiar silhouettes
Left whips and chains
behind I’m boycotting trends
it’s my new look this season

Riding on backs of palominos

Hello Mr. Zebra
Can I have you sweater
Cause it's cold cold cold
In my hole hole hole
Ratatouille Strychnine
Sometimes she's a friend of mine
With a gigantic whirlpool
That will blow your mind

Mother
Go go go go now
Out of the nest it’s time
Go go go now
Circus girl without a safety net
here here here now don’t cry
You raised your hand for the assignment

She's addicted to nicotine patches
She's addicted to nicotine patches
She's afraid of the light in the dark
6:58 are you sure where my spark is
Here
Here
Here

I hate the world today
Your so good to me, I know
but I can't change
Tried to tell you but you looked at me like maybe I'm an angel underneath
innocent and sweet

Yesterday I cried
You must have been relieved to see the softer side