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Interpret: Fort Minor Žánr: Národnost: - Poslední album: The Rising Tied |
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TEXTY PÍSNÍ / FORT MINOR / RED TO BLACK |
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RED TO BLACKInterpret: Fort Minor Text písně I had a friend named Victor The two of us used to hang every single day And it seemed like overnight That his whole life just changed I know when his mom and dad broke up It didn't make sense But i know that his dad was a drunk And he gambled away the rent Pretty soon Vic was seeing red Pissed off and instead Hed drink every night until he passed out And then hed do it all again The whole time smiling on the outside To cover the pain But on the inside All he was trying to do was get away Dying to get away Let the pain of yesterday Go slipping through the cracks Yo, Funny how things change color Than fade to another shade When you had it made it was all good But now look just another day It was so fresh It was so clean Never saw it gone One, two, three Lights out, which way to turn Can't get a grip All alone in a big white house Every day gets worse And you just curse until your head bursts And it hurts so bad she left Now you suffer Should've thought of that one first No family, no kids Cant accept what you did Now you wanna run away But you can't Cause the past comes back again Slippin through the cracks Sip a little jack Go to bed half dead What about rent Why does every cent gotta be a bet Whens it gonna end Oh my god we dont got a penny left My moms gotta find a way To get a job, out of debt, out of dodge Out of breath, out of this big problem My pops wanna get away from the pain In a better place in his brain But the medication he takes Makes him wasted So sick he was gonna think The good lord would come take him I'm shaking him Wake up you son of a bitch! He's dying to get away Let the pain of yesterday Go slipping through the cracks Hiding himself away Watching all the memories fade away From red to black He's dying to get away Let the pain of yesterday Go slipping through the cracks Hiding himself away Watching all the memories fade away From red to black Slipping through the cracks Slipping through the cracks Slipping through the cracks Komentáře |