Adema - Shoot the arrows
Tekst :
Been greeted with a smile,In my back twists the knife,
So quick to flip the switch,
Never know quite what hit,
Behind lines you know,
True colors always show,
Forget that you exist,
The hand that feeds cut off at the wrist.
Hate spreads like infection,
Two faces yet you see one.
Hey, shoot the arrows,
As I turn and go,
Know one day when most of us are gone,
Shoot the arrows,
Holding on to what you feel is true,
And it s killing you.
Fed up for so long,
I ve let go,
Watch you hang on,
When did lost trust begin,
As soon as I decide to let you in,
This took a part of me,
That will never return you see,
I ve grown cold and hollow,
The hurt that s caused I ll never let it show.
Total lack of devotion,
In you I have no faith.
Hey, shoot the arrows,
As I turn and go,
Know one day when most of us are gone,
Shoot the arrows,
Holding on to what you feel is true,
And it s killing you.
There s no way that you ever could have known,
I would stoop so low,
Don t tell me you wouldn t do the same thing,
And I know all the things you play,
Think hard cause now it starts to eat you,
There s nothing else to do,
WHAT S DONE IS DONE,
You hold on to what you feel is true,
And now it s killing you.
Know one day when most of us are gone,
Shoot the arrows,
Holding on to what you feel is true,
And it s killing you,
Hey, shoot the arrows,
As I turn and go
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Lucky girl
Lucky Girl
She s got the diamond but i ve got the world. It s my oyster and it s full of pearls. So, honey, tell me who s the lucky girl.
Lucky Boy
Did you tell her she s your second choice
cause I wouldn t be your little toy
Ain t no...
She s got the diamond but i ve got the world. It s my oyster and it s full of pearls. So, honey, tell me who s the lucky girl.
Lucky Boy
Did you tell her she s your second choice
cause I wouldn t be your little toy
Ain t no...
P.L.O. style
Chorus:
P.L.O. style, Buddha monks with the Owls
P.L.O. style, Buddha monks with the Owls
P.L.O. style, Buddha monks with the Owls
P.L.O. style...
Verse One: Method Man
Here comes the ruckus, the motherfuckin ruckus
Thousands of cut-throats and...
P.L.O. style, Buddha monks with the Owls
P.L.O. style, Buddha monks with the Owls
P.L.O. style, Buddha monks with the Owls
P.L.O. style...
Verse One: Method Man
Here comes the ruckus, the motherfuckin ruckus
Thousands of cut-throats and...
Without the girl
And mama told me if I want her. I gotta take it slow
You just can’t tell her, you gotta find other ways to let her know
But I don’t understand this game
This is so new to me
I wanna tell her
I wanna...
You just can’t tell her, you gotta find other ways to let her know
But I don’t understand this game
This is so new to me
I wanna tell her
I wanna...
Welcome to the real world
I m cryin tears of joy, I m cryin tears of pain, I m cryin tears of joy
They run down my face into a river that winds its way into your life
Welcome little one, to this place of earth and stone
They run down my face into a river that winds its way into your life
Welcome little one, to this place of earth and stone
Water is wide
The water is wide I can t cross o er
And neither have I wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row, my love and I
O love is handsome love is fine
Gay as a jewel...
And neither have I wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row, my love and I
O love is handsome love is fine
Gay as a jewel...