Аудио-запись: Ritchie Neville - "Closer" |
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Verse 1: I am not an only child, not designed to be. Coincidence, an accident, not like this usually. If I’m given half a chance, Will I sink or swim? Will I be washed up by the loneliness, As soon as I begin? Chorus: It’s closer. It’s closer when you make it in, Feeling that you’re cast aside. You just can’t win, when you’re livin’ in a bubble. Closer. Closer to the edge again, Feeling that you’re on the slide, I just want in, cause I’m livin’ in a bubble. Verse 2: I’ve been fascinated by the thoughts provoking me. Mistook myself for someone else who enjoys sympathy. So if I’m given half the chance, I won’t sink, I’ll swim. I won’t be washed up by the loneliness, Just watch as I begin. Chorus Bridge 1: It’s all mine. I won’t slide. I’m not the kind to be denied, It’s all that I can bare... I told you, the feeling that you can’t deny, You know it when it plays your mind. You know, you know, When you’re livin’ in a bubble. Chorus Verse 3: I am not an only child, Not designed to be. |
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Аудио-запись: Five - "Settle Down" |
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Settle Down clip lyrics: (Ritchie) Can we settle down? Build up a sacred ground, For only us to walk on. Don't let this pass you by, You got me til I die. And my heart goes out to you... To... you... (Scott) Oooh, yeah. Oh-oh.... (Scott - yes, it is) The sun is warming me, but not my soul. And that's why.. I'm.. asking.. you.. Can we settle down... |
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Аудио-запись: FiVe - "70 DayS" |
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70 Days clip lyrics: (J) Open up my eyes in the morning Feeling the sun bang against my brain And now I'm crawling. Pray this'll be the day when I fly free None of the bullshit fucking with me. Cause I'm twisting, turning, Crashing down, hurting. Wanna try and punk me out? Cause I'm burning up. If you feel the same, you gotta turn it up. Gotta find a way to chase the pain away... (Ritchie with Scott backing) I don't want you to hate me But I know not what I do. 70 days has made me, And it's made a desert outta you. (J) Cause I'm burning up... (Abs) Yo, in my dreams I can fly like a bird, But in reality, yo, I cry till it hurts. Until I can't breathe, no tricks up my sleeve, Spend a little time, you'll find I'm deeper than the sea. I can move souls when I put my mind to it, Blessed with the flow, so I put my rhyme to it. A junkie for the rhythm when I feel the need, So I peel back my shirt and inject the feed... |
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