Paroles Your Big Brown Eyes And My Big Broke Heart de The Russian Futurists

The Russian Futurists
  • 0.0Vous n'aimez pas les paroles de The Russian Futuristsloading
  • Note 0.0/5 basée sur 0 avis.
  • Artiste: The Russian Futurists32661
  • Chanson: Your Big Brown Eyes And My Big Broke Heart
  • Langue:
Ajouter/Corriger les paroles Corriger / Editer ces paroles
Ajouter des paroles sur le site Ajouter des paroles sur MusiKiwi
Les paroles similaires

Les chansons similaires

Where Did You Go de Goodbye Coastline

(feat. Pat Brown of Sing It Loud) Girl you broke the record for breaking hearts I'm sick of all the lying when I lie alone at night Give me back, give me back those nights When I thought you were...

Song Songs de Old Man Markley

Bar songs Clink songs Man, right on the brink songs Songs that make you think songs That say your girlfriend stinks songs While I've got your ear What do you wanna hear? Smile songs Cry songs I'm...

You Don't Know Me de David Byrne

You're looking at me but you can't see me I'm invisible to the naked eye I'm a part of everything you're doing I'm a part of you down deep inside I'm the part that sings those gooffy love songs I'm the part...

Struck By Lightning de Ratt

She had some strange ideas about living Just wasn't part of the game She had some loving she knew she couldn't part with Boys would never be the same My innocent lady, she had the guts Put it all an me from...

Cyanide de Stairs to Nowhere

my name is boy and I'm a guy who likes his poisoned cyanide sky I met this girl named free and we we tried to see how pointless we could be today she noticed we're just shadows on a card I only laughed...

Textes et Paroles de Your Big Brown Eyes And My Big Broke Heart



Big brown eyes and big broke heart,
meant to be right from the start,
And we were bonded by the sad,
Songs you wrote and hearts you had.

Thunder's loud and lightning's bright,
both combined couldn't wreck my night,
when your sweet flesh is pressed on mine,
with one touch you stop time.

And we're part Baudelaire,
and part without a care,
living in despair. [x2]

Last night I had the sickest dream,
lived our lives past seventeen,
And life slowly became less fun,
we're all washed up at twenty-one.

Let's take a break from the pointless life,
and cut our throats with jagged knives,
and let the blood flow down our chest,
like your flowing scarlet dress.

Big brown eyes and big broke,
meant to be right from the start,
and we were bonded by the sad,
songs you wrote and heart you had.

Oh dear god I'm terrified,
didn't care if we lived our died,
and we're real deep in seas of sin,
now we're down where we can't swim.

And we're part month of June,
and part sleeping in till noon,
living in cocoons. [x2]

Say it all and take it back,
we sound like fuckin' Fleetwood Mac,
but the songs we make aren't half as nice,
because they're based on rotten life.

Thunder's loud and lightning's bright,
both combined couldn't wreck my night,
when your sweet flesh is pressed on mine,
and with one touch you stop time.

Nothing we do makes much sense,
sittin' on barbed wire fence,
watching sunsets in the sky,
staring till we burn our eyes.

Waiting here is such a chore,
defile our lives with something pure,
twist around the way I live,
just to be submissive.

And we're part summer's end,
part "let's just be friends,"
living in pretend. [x2]

Big brown eyes big broke heart,
meant to be right from the start,
and we were bonded by the sad,
songs you wrote and hearts you had.

Thunder's loud and lightning's bright,
both combined couldn't wreck my night,
when your sweet lips are pressed on mine,
with one touch you stop time.

N'hésitez pas à faire une recherche de paroles d'une chanson dont vous ne connaissez qu'un morceau de texte avec notre moteur de paroles et chansons