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Kapitán Hoven alternative-world music / Praha

„Nový písničky od Kapitána ***2017***“

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Text skladby What I Give To You


z alba Kapitán

Autor hudby: Kapitán Hoven
Autor textu: Kapitán Hoven

Every Monday, if u got a job, kill the boss and hide amongst the mob,
We re complying, then complaining, or die trying, we re living wrong,
Seasons go, seasons come, we re roaming around this dirty sound,
And I hear that crippled man, screaming words he barely understands,

But its true, every body knows of losing you, and I,
Saddle down, put the saddle down, and people wish that we hit the ground.
And its a gang of drug dealers, we fight the jerks, like a pack of wolves,
And I hear the midnight howl, in the woods, where they are

They aint got a soul, you pretend to hold on, you ve spent the life time tryingto get home,
This is what I give, what I give to you,
They aint got a soul, you pretend to hold on, you ve spent the life time trying to get home,
Hey Im giving a quit, Its what I give to you.

Every Friday, if u still got job, drink amongst your friends a lot,
And I got to get it of, got to get it of,
Of that hell, of that all, its always fun when you break the law.
And I keep that in my mind, we re not that young but only we can try,

And its true, every body knows of losing you, and I,
Saddle down, put the saddle down, and people wish that we hit the ground.
And its a gang of drug dealers, we fight the jerks, like a pack of wolves,
And I hear the midnight howl, in the woods, where they are

They aint got a soul, you pretend to hold on, you ve spent the life time trying to get home,
This is what I give, what I give to you,
They aint got a soul, you pretend to hold on, you ve spent the life time trying to get home,
Hey Im giving a quit, Its what I give to you.

Set the office on fire, let the papers burn,
Its my secret desire, suits me well, suits me fine,
Suits me fine, burn the suits in fire,
where they are, where they are, where they are…

They aint got a soul, you pretend to hold on, you ve spent the life time trying to get home,
This is what I give, what I give to you, (Its what I give to you!)
They aint got a soul, you pretend to hold on, you ve spent the life time trying to get home,
Hey Im giving a quit, Its what I give to you, (Its what I give to you!)
They aint got a soul, you pretend to hold on, you ve spent the life time trying to get home,
Im not giving a shit, the rest is up to you, (Its what I give to you!)
They aint got a soul, you pretend to hold on, you ve spent the life time trying to get home,
Im not giving a shit, the rest is up to you.