Alexis Strum - Bad haircut

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You know I don’t need this
You’re falling to pieces
A knife edge - no wonder!
No stone to roll under
Don’t want you…
You’re almost like a bad haircut
That wont grow out
You’re almost like a joke candle
That won’t blow out
And I’m going out my head
Trying to work it out
Why I’m still in love with you
You know all my secrets
I know all your defects
A wreck to recover
I’m not getting younger
Don’t want you…
You’re almost like a bad haircut
That won t grow out
You’re almost like a joke candle
That won’t blow out
And I’m going out my head
Trying to work it out
Why I’m still in love with you
I’m not meant to see this
It hurts me the deepest,
Pretending to mother
I won t even bother
To mould you…

Inne utwory

  • Strike a light
  • Alright, alright
  • It could be you
  • World without your love
  • Why me, why now
  • Heart over mind
  • Stay until summer
  • Cocoon
  • The long way home
  • The starting line
  • Maybe someday
  • Losowe utwory

    La la love on my mind

    La la la la la la… (x2)
    Mhmm...
    You’re the la love of my life

    One way ticket and of life to live
    Pockets full of sunshine
    Lots of...

    Spetacular

    Saw you in my computer
    Never seen no one cuter
    ???
    You got me in a stupor

    You are something quite spectacular

    I ll give you all my dollar
    To have your hand tomorrow
    In my heart I holler
    I m gonna have you follow

    You are something quite spectacular
    ...

    Serdeczny mój

    Tak czekał na ten dzień - wymalował sień,
    biały szal mi dał - bo się żenić chciał,
    a ja - ha, ha, ha, a ja - ha, ha!
    Z tatusiem moim pił, garnitury szył,
    zacny byłby zięć, na dom dawał pięć,
    a ja - ha, ha, ha, a ja -...

    Happy now

    Now, don t just walk away
    Pretending everything s ok
    And you don t care about me
    And I know there s just no use
    When all your lies become your truths and I don t care... yeah, yeah, yeah

    Could you look me in the eye
    And tell me that you re happy now,...

    Brazil

    Ooh next time I see you, I ll be singing in Brazil
    Misty land of music where the feet are never still
    And pretty senhoritas dressed up for the kill
    They ll be glad that you re coming to Brazil, yeah, me too
    So glad that...