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Go To Sleep Louis Eliot

tonight And you turn out the bedroom light Don't worry that I'm far away We'll be alright Lay your head On the sheets And from across the ocean deep I'll dream I'm there with you Oh my darling Go

Emily Louis Eliot

Took off our ties Straight after school For lager and limes Shooting pool Underhand cigarettes To compilation cassettes [Chorus] Now that those days are over I wish I'd done more to know her

Country Life Louis Eliot

I want to live a country life Living off the land I'll make you a farmer's wife If you give me your hand I've got a country life plan We're going to raise a family Baby, me and you Dig a ditch

Warmth Of The Sun Louis Eliot

Falling in through the curtains And all it says is the future is uncertain I don't care that the world stops For nothing and no one I can feel the rain drops And the warmth of the sun There go

Everybody Loves You When You're Dead Louis Eliot

Rich kids are born to hate the world That's why they steal their mother's pearls All that money makes you sick You've got to find a way to get your kicks But you know it's really not his fault And

Monday Morning 5:19 (Acoustic Version) Louis Eliot

at eight o'clock we said goodbye that's when i left her house for mine (우린 8시에 헤어졌고 난 그녀를 떠나 집을 향했어) she said that she'd be staying in well she had to be at work by nine (그녀는 다음날 아침 9시까지 직장에 나가야 하기

Eliot Sarah Slean

Armies and ice and dirty green Newspapers, shovels sand on the breeze I think of Eliot when I smell the street and it's sometimes wise Just to shut your eyes.

Tennessee P.S. Eliot

i've got affection to criticize, monogamy to abhor a cold heart and an altered state of mind and baby you're just what i'm looking for because we'll go to sleep when we're dead and i'll quit when i'm 25

Pink Sheets P.S. Eliot

against sticks and stones cosmic disdain blaring in my headphones drafting ultimatums straining sanity wringing out blood from ventral cavities we live on pink sheets you make me creep i don't let you sleep

Shitty & Tragic P.S. Eliot

not gonna be around for your masking charismatic display watch it carry out, watch it confound you know i'm not gonna be around you know i'm not gonna be around you know i'm not gonna be around attempt to

Come Friday Eliot Sumner

Sometimes I think to check Sometimes I wish to catch you out At times I've been the worst At times I've been the best of you And when you cry it's always me I destroyed our hopes and dreams So I will try

Monday Morning 5:19 (Acoustic ver.) Louis Eliot(루이스 엘리엇)

at eight o\'clock we said goodbye that\'s when i left her house for mine (우린 8시에 헤어졌고 난 그녀를 떠나 집을 향했어) she said that she\'d be staying in well she had to be at work by nine (그녀는 다음날 아침 9시까지 직장에 나가야

Sore Subject P.S. Eliot

like a helpless captive, a distraught midwife like a libran husband and a capricorn wife i turn to wine and whiskey and these cryptic songs maybe i'm passive aggressive or maybe i'm wrong but don't go

Talk P.S. Eliot

it stays the same this need to abstain you're ashamed you're ashamed you're needing your space self important phrase i could not go anyways resentment runs deep drunk, falling asleep no memory no memory

Tonight P.S. Eliot

i said just go again maybe i'm too ambiguous, the supreme subject of your distress and its not so hard to aloof brain on my sleeve, this abrupt mess that i get into we go on all the time maybe its hard

Louis The Roches

Louis has money Just at a time in his life when he thought he was hopeless You see him a lot these days On the cover of this, on the back of that Looking a hundred different ways.

Broken Promise Louis Flava

you broke a promise, switching lanes, but im so used to it u broke the trust, see my dead soul, but im used to it all my brodies really turned into an enemy man, I really havent even gave a damn about

Troubled Medium P.S. Eliot

hollowed out between the places to go there might be something there but you know i don't know and i think we both find comfort in the reckless exterior because its 3 am again and we're both still awake

Diana P.S. Eliot

floor life i can't help everyone, i can't help myself i've got, i've got i've got, your closed mouth trick remains if you wanna take me we'll cut off all this mess if you wanna take me i would surely go

Cross Eyed P.S. Eliot

your eyes go crossed eyes like mine you'll regret that when you're older carefully sturded pride and a chip on your shoulder and i think maybe i'm better i think may be i'm better off my wit goes limp

Like How You Are P.S. Eliot

you're pretty in the kind of way the compliance is dull nerves in our subversive brains you'd think that we don't believe anything shoved at us as an artless fact ideal or dressed to a T and that's not

We'd Never Agree P.S. Eliot

it happened a week ago tonight fuzzy frankness, under the unsightly yellow lights and the display of your seemingly submissive heart it's always over before it fucking starts and i'm not one to gush, i'm

Augustus P.S. Eliot

these wry epiphanies, like i could change the excess or auxiliary we fuck it up with envy and accost in vain every word the same the impending truth of our wellborn youth the subsequent or the demise to

Asphalt P.S. Eliot

pass it off like a chore, we run late racking for rationale to berate me the coffee has gotten cold and i summon patience as my fragile heart beats like a drum this is not, is not language no this is not

Hail Mary P.S. Eliot

we ride on the aftermath as a subtle way of looking past, we neglect our instinct and we live by the light of day to alleviate my own dismay i detain the process and everybody sounds their best its the

Zoroaster P.S. Eliot

i bet you thought you'd die before you'd see the day when i'd adher to these trite, tender cliches like you and me, we've been through everything why we deny this pattern or what underlies teenage southern

Watch On Mute P.S. Eliot

transparent your eyes drooping dead your arms over your head draft posture, throught graphic you stood layered lean covers of magazines i'd worship you and now i reside in my head and i ripped you to shreds

Incoherent Love Songs P.S. Eliot

the same hair color, the same tattoos you've got unlimited resources or nothing to lose you make a choice and you were always afraid of dying and i know i've been distant and i've filled you with doubt

Dead Letter P.S. Eliot

spades shamefully across 3 states i'd take you home forever rock and dwindle like dead letters and i'm dumb sit back, speechless watch this become lost generation novels irony and empty bottles and i talk to

Tangible Romance P.S. Eliot

the beat gets loud as the lights start fading frustration seems so hard to blame simple minded, small minded, what's the difference anyways like its my fault this all seems so set in stone and its your