Mary J. Blige - Smoke
Tekst :
Maybe it ll rain todayAnd I won t have to leave my room
Givin me the time
I need to get rid of your things
Enough procrastinating
For reasons that only I know
But I m afraid to ask the mirror
The answers may sting
[B-Section:]
And the smoke
In my eyes makes it hard not to cry
Why you gone?
The reason is suppose to make sense
But it don t
[Chorus:]
Give me something
To spark the flame
Take away the paint
Take it away
I can feel the heat
From my face
Ooh
Holding on isn t healthy
But it s killin me
To let go
Trying to stare
At your picture
But I can t see it
For all this smoke
Hmm
Not for all the smoke
Ooh
[B-Section:]
And the smoke
In my eyes makes it hard not to cry
Why you gone?
The reason is suppose to make sense
But it don t
But it don t
It don t
It don t
Oh, it don t
Maybe it ll rain today
And I won t have to leave my room
Givin me the time to
Get rid of your things
Enough procrastinating
For reasons that only I know
But I m afraid to ask the mirror
The answers may sting
[B-Section:]
And the smoke
In my eyes makes it hard not to cry
Why you gone?
The reason is suppose to make sense
But it don t
[Chorus:]
Give me something to spark the flame
Take away the pain
Take it away
I can feel the heat
From my face
Give me something to spark the flame
Take away the pain
Take it away
I can feel the heat
From my face
Give me something to spark the flame
Take away the pain
Take it away
I can feel the heat
From my
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Genetic science
You got a diamond ring: it s just another hollow thing.
You got your career: you chose boredom over fear.
You got a righteous cause: all I see are fatal flaws.
You got the newest style: it won t be new in a little while.
You got the future, too: I don t mind...
You got your career: you chose boredom over fear.
You got a righteous cause: all I see are fatal flaws.
You got the newest style: it won t be new in a little while.
You got the future, too: I don t mind...
Mały chłopiec przestał być mój
Tak bardzo lubię gdy do mnie
Przychodzisz a ja czekam
Na słowa co lekko uniosą nas
Wysoko ponad dom
I jak motyle pofruną w błękit
W górę w górę
W słońca twarz
Niech chmury kołyszą nas
A potem przyjdzie noc
Złapiemy księżyc
Uśmiechasz się to tak jak by
Tysiąc tysiąc...
Przychodzisz a ja czekam
Na słowa co lekko uniosą nas
Wysoko ponad dom
I jak motyle pofruną w błękit
W górę w górę
W słońca twarz
Niech chmury kołyszą nas
A potem przyjdzie noc
Złapiemy księżyc
Uśmiechasz się to tak jak by
Tysiąc tysiąc...
Never ever
Sitting in my room, staring at the wall, I can t believe it s happening
Once so wonderful, now, life s a twisted kind of reality, a fantasy
Don t know where to begin
Saw your love for me vanish in a single moment of stupidity...
Once so wonderful, now, life s a twisted kind of reality, a fantasy
Don t know where to begin
Saw your love for me vanish in a single moment of stupidity...
Seasons in the sun
Goodbye
to you my trusted friend,
we ve known eachother since we were nine or ten,
together we ve climbed hills and trees,
learned of love and ABC,
skins our heart skins our knees.
Goodbye my friend it s hard to die,
to you my trusted friend,
we ve known eachother since we were nine or ten,
together we ve climbed hills and trees,
learned of love and ABC,
skins our heart skins our knees.
Goodbye my friend it s hard to die,
Happy holidays you bastard
It s
christmas eve and I ve only wrapped two fuckin presents
It`s christmas eve and I ve only wrapped two fuckin presents
And I hate, hate, hate your guts,
I hate, hate, hate your guts,
And I ll never talk to you...
christmas eve and I ve only wrapped two fuckin presents
It`s christmas eve and I ve only wrapped two fuckin presents
And I hate, hate, hate your guts,
I hate, hate, hate your guts,
And I ll never talk to you...