Kousky písničky. Prostě mě je hrozně připoměly a to je prosím poslední dobou nevidím nikde a nikde je nehledám, ani o nich nečtu :D Ta písnička je celkově divná, ale má hrozně oslovující kousky textu a krásně depresivní melodii ^^
(Tady k poslechu, kdybyste měli zájem.)
Now it's two o'clock
The club is closed
We're up the block
Your hands on me, pressing hard against your jeans
Your tongue in my mouth, trying to keep the words from coming out
You didn't care to know who else may have been you before
The club is closed
We're up the block
Your hands on me, pressing hard against your jeans
Your tongue in my mouth, trying to keep the words from coming out
You didn't care to know who else may have been you before
I want a lover I don't have to love
I want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk
I've got a hunger and I can't seem to get full
I said, "I'll give it a try."
But you, but you...
You write such pretty words
But life's no storybook
Love's an excuse to get hurt
And to hurt.
- Do you like to hurt?
- I do, I do.
- Then hurt me.
You write such pretty words
But life's no storybook
Love's an excuse to get hurt
And to hurt.
- Do you like to hurt?
- I do, I do.
- Then hurt me.
Then hurt me.

Long mi to včera posílala. Mě se líbil ten začátek. Vlastně asi ne tak, jak měl vyznít, ale tak, jak pro mě vyzněl. :)