Paroles Even the Good Wood Gone de Why?

Why?
  • 0.0Vous n'aimez pas les paroles de Why?loading
  • Note 0.0/5 basée sur 0 avis.
  • Artiste: Why?39422
  • Chanson: Even the Good Wood Gone
  • Langue:

Les chansons similaires

Take It de Avril Lavigne

Just take it take it I can't take it take I know what you do Flash me The ways it's done Impolitely Trying to find some alone time No room to compromise Just take it take it I can't take it take it Send...

In A Flash de Ron Sexsmith

The end must come for some good reason I've heard it said before To everything a time and season What was this season for? In a flash, in a flash There one moment and gone in a flash Think of all the strangers...

Flash de Crash (The)

Flash! Flash! Flash! I heard your song on the radio Who am I to resist heroes? Saw your show in the neon lights' glow Who am I to escape your soul control? May your love be untrue, There's nothing I would...

Flash de The Crash

Flash! Flash! Flash! I heard your song on the radio Who am I to resist heroes? Saw your show in the neon lights' glow Who am I to escape your soul control? May your love be untrue, There's nothing...

Flash In The Night de Secret Service

As a break of dawn came closer AII my hopes seemed so forlorn The misty signs of laughter And the light eluded all And my despair was caught in motion A face just barely true Shadows in blue A...

Textes et Paroles de Even the Good Wood Gone



and when i woke up, i woke up stiff and grey already,
posed in sleep by something half my cells made stone,
wrists and ankles crossed at a vulnerable angle,
and when i woke up, well i woke up alone

as the only fool or pharaoh present,
in a shoddy school museum collection

looted of gold, if there ever was some,
and even the good wood gone
remaining fingers curled around the memory of ra,
left not even with my death mask on,
heart and other organs missing for so long,
features faded and dated in estimation,
and even the good wood gone

drunk off a leak in the ceiling,
some mantra stuck on my lips in vain

no flash photography,
no flash photography,
no flash photography,

and when i'm really buried i'll be buried in cleveland,
with a new pair of skis and someone's old set of keys to their car,
and bottom floor apartment door and health club locker,
throw the scent of my true purpose from god and grave robbers

my true purpose which i will have taken the care to have kept hidden
even from myself my whole life

no flash photography,
no flash photography,
no flash photography,

already grey and rehearsing my mantra,
left hand gripping hockey stick or cattle prod,
my final futile act of double deception,
aloof and tinged with truth as the best lies are,
as i've always shot pool south paw,
and many of you who knew me saw

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