Alguma coisa deixa a minha cabeca tumultuada Alguma coisa deixa a minha cabeca confusa Nao estou preparado para um aperto de mao com a morte, nao Eu
Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Something make my chest stir Something make my head blur (Oh, oh) I'm not ready for a handshake
Oh, oh, oh-oh [x4] Something make my chest stir Something make my head blur (oh, oh) I'm not ready for a handshake with death, no (oh, oh) I'm just such
Something make my chest stir Something make my head blur I?m not ready for a handshake with death, no I?m just such a happy mess The drums are four
: Oh, oh, oh-oh [x4] Something make my chest stir Something make my head blur (oh, oh) I'm not ready for a handshake with death, no (oh, oh) I'm just
: Something make my chest stir Something make my head blur I?m not ready for a handshake with death, no I?m just such a happy mess The drums are four
Oh, oh, oh-oh [x4] Something make my chest stir Something make my head blur (oh, oh) I'm not ready for a handshake with death, no (oh, oh) I'm just
Here I am, the prodigal son The self proclaimed deprived Spending hours of fighting the peace When I should lay it on the line It makes it hard, I won
your girlfriend I hear you loving yourself too I hear you turning your thoughts off Oh, I hear you turning your thoughts off And it get's quiet... Pavlov
psi pana pavlova cekaji na svuj vlak nasednou a odjedou nekteri zmeskaji nekteri nenajdou vsichni se tesi na pridel psi pana pavlova
, that's how I nearly fell Trading clothes and ringing Pavlov's Bell History shows like it was show and tell So tell me... That's how I nearly fell... By ringing Pavlov
How many times has he waited there Beneath the boughs of angel hair Woolen coat pulled tight against the wind That whipped and chaffed his face And
Try for the mountains Try for the mountains Cause you're already gone too long You've got to reach for high places Glide on a whirlwind You've already
I caught you walking on a rainy day And tossing petals to a pool So keep your mind off passing hours 'Cause I'll be coming for you soon Make believe
Julia you set the standards for me Walk to your door Beggin for it just to be more and Julia I couldn't do much better than you Said so yourself
You like to wear the fast gun You try and make me run When the whole town turns its troubles down on you You like to wear your gun down low And you kiss
